Dean met Holly inside the club.
As he studied the woman's face, he realized that she did not look anything like what he had imagined.
Dean had dated countless women in his life, and he prided himself on his expertise in women, so he was not a stranger to plastic surgery. There were even times when he would accompany the women he dated to their appointments for plastic surgery.
A person's natural face determined the limits of plastic surgery. No matter how far they took it, the procedure was only meant to make modifications to the foundation of one's face.
Dean knew what Holly had looked like before. He had found her photos from the time Natalie had paid her to trap Elliot and Avery.
Last night, he had spent a decent amount of time staring at Holly's photo.
Sebastian had informed him that Holly had undergone plastic surgery, so he was not wholly unprepared, but Holly's new face was beyond anything he could have conceived.
He stared at the woman before him and could not reconcile her face with that of Holly's original.
"Are you really Holly Blanche?" Dean sat down on the couch anxiously, as he could not help but wonder if this had all been faked.
"Mr. Jennings, you are a successful businessman, so you should know better than anyone that identities are merely something dictated by society. Whether a deed is truly good or evil is easily manipulated. As for whether or not I am Holly Blanche... As long as I don't admit to it, no one can claim that I am her. If I insist on saying that I am her, then you have no proof to suggest otherwise. Haha! I stopped being Holly Blanche the moment I left Ylore!" The woman said evasively.
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