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Angelo's Scene

How can she have the same face as hers? She look exactly like Angela. The same face. But different person. Why did they look so similar?

I scratch my head and look around. My head hurts so much, especially my neck. I walked to the toilets' mirror to check out. I turned around and turned my head to the side to look at my back neck. There's a bruise there. It became dark purple already and it hurts so much.

I try to remember what happened in the afternoon since now is already evening. I saw her.

Angela.

I used my phone and dialed Damien's number since he's outside the building.

"Damien, track down a girl that looks exactly like Angela. Now! " I yelled. Then I hung up. Why did she left? I thought she's... Dead.

I look out of the window and saw Damien looking around and using his phone to type something. Next time, humans need to create a new app named Human Tracker - Vaze.

My phone rang so I receive it, "Angelo. "

"Sir, she's working at the other company - Cygnus Enterprises. She's working as a personal assistant there, working under Gotham Reynold. She could've be there by now. " Damien said.

I hung up and went to the lift, pressing the Ground floor button furiously. Why is she doing there?

I got out of the lift when I reached ground floor and went to my car. Before entering, Damien looked at me. "Sir, are you sure you don't need our assist? " he asked.

"Nope. I'm going myself. " I said. I entered my car and pushed the engine button so the engine roared to life. I drove to the company immediately.

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"Gotham! " I yelled, when I entered his office. I saw Angela, giving Gotham some files for him to sign.

Gotham jumped when he saw me coming. "Oh! Mr. Dominic! What are you doing here? " he asked.

"Why is Angela doing here? " I asked.

"Angela? Your wife? No. There's no Angela working under me. Where did you see her? " he asked in a very confused British accent.

"Angela! " I ignored his confusion as I walked towards Angela.

She flinched when I was trying to hold her hand. "I'm sorry, Mr. Dominic, you've misunderstood. I'm not Angela. "

"You're not Angela? You're kidding me. You're the exact same person. Where have you been? What had Shaw did to you? " I asked.

"I don't know who's Shaw! I don't know you! I don't know who's Angela! I'm not your wife or any kind of Angela! I'm Avery! Avery Wright! " she shouted back, backing away from me.

Avery Wright?

I stood there, confused. "Avery Wright? "

"Yes! I'm not Angela. I don't know who's Angela! I don't know your wife. Can you control your temper? "

How can that be? Where is Angela... What had happened? Why did she look alike??

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