Crystal's POV:

The more I noticed how similar Arron's face was to Rufus', the more helpless I felt. And while I was immersed in that thought, there was a sudden soft knock at the door.

With my brows slightly furrowed, I went to open the door, wondering who would come.

As soon as I opened the door, I caught Flora outside, looking around vigilantly.

In a delighted surprise, I quickly pulled her inside and asked, "How did you know I'm here?"

Flora removed the scarf covering her face and said in a low voice, "I noticed Rufus' car and followed it here." Not long after you left the palace, I learned that Rufus knew you had escaped and went to catch you. We were freaked out at that time. So we took turns to keep an eye on the palace gate, in hopes of getting some updates. Coincidentally, I saw Rufus' car, so I followed it here."

I felt guilty and said, "Sorry for making your efforts in vain."

Flora glared at me and pulled me to sit on the sofa, "Don't say that. Tell me what happened? Why did Rufus change your residence?"

I pursed my lips and said with a little grievance, "He accused me of illegally possessing arms and stopped me at the airport for investigation. He won't allow me to go back to the border pack until he is done with the investigation."

Flora's eyes widened in disbelief as she exclaimed, "Wow! He deliberately set you up?! How shameless

he was!"

I sniffed and felt extremely indignant, "Exactly! What's worse is that I couldn't defeat him in a fight! After five years, I thought I'd be past the rookie stage. But I didn't expect I'd still be so powerless and no match against Rufus."

With her mouth wide open in surprise, Flora asked, "Did... Did you two fight?"

"Yes, we fought. It was a fierce fight." I clenched my fist and pounded on the couch cushion. I would beat this bastard up one day.

"That... That's just too weird. Rufus' behavior was completely out of the ordinary. Does he still love you?" Flora began to fantasize again.

I gave her a sharp squeeze on the mouth and warned her, "Don't say that. He treats me as an enemy now!"

Flora whimpered to show that she understood.

I let go of my hand and shifted the topic to Arron, "I can't keep Arron bandaged up forever. Rufus has started to doubt. He's now very suspicious of me and my son. We have to find another effective way to keep him from seeing Arron's face."

Flora ruffled her hair in slight frustration and asked, "Do you have any photos of Rufus when he was a kid? Let me have a look."

I took out my phone and started searching through my gallery. I came upon an old photo of Rufus when he was only four years old. Even down to his dimples, the boy in the photo looked exactly the same as Arron. The only difference between them was the color of their eyes.

Why don't we try something new with Arron's hair? Maybe that'll help," Flora pondered.

I thought for a while and thought it might work.

Flora was in high spirits, knowing that she was about to give a haircut for Arron herself. She claimed to have cut Lucas' hair in the past.

When Arron heard that Flora was going to give him a haircut, he was very excited. He sat down obediently and put on a small barber's cape himself. An hour later, Arron's new hairstyle was done. Half of his face was covered by the jagged side-swept bangs.

I looked at my son and wasn't sure if I should be glad or upset. He no longer resembled Rufus at all, at least not at first glance.

Arron stared at himself in the mirror for what seemed like forever, until his eyes began to turn a dull red. Then, he hid himself in the room and refused to come out.

Flora said with a nervous grin, "Well... at least no one would see him now that he doesn't want to go out."

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