Chapter 3

Unfortunately, the photo was incomplete, making it difficult to see my original appearance clearly. But the body type and other features were undeniably similar.

The parking lot lights were dim. Besides shock, it was hard to discern any other emotions on Adrian's face.

After a long silence, his expression returned to its previous disdainful look as he coldly examined Jack.

"Why should I help you?" he asked. "Or rather, why should I help Lily Thompson?"

"Who are you to her? Why are you here begging on her behalf? Why isn't she here herself?"

"It's disgusting."

I had disappeared for so many years, only to suddenly reappear in such a manner. He couldn't accept it, thinking it must be some kind of sick joke.

As he was about to drive away, closing the car window, Jack stuck his hand in, getting it caught.

"Please, I'm begging you," Jack pleaded. "I'll do anything if you'll help. Please, restore this body!"

Jack had always been a bright person. But now, he was willing to repeatedly beg an unrelated person for my sake.

This man who hated me, who probably wished I was dead, and Jack was bearing his anger without a word of complaint.

"You'll really do anything?" Adrian asked.

At this point, no amount of conditions could sway him. Jack, unwilling to further taint this relationship, could only repeat his plea.

Adrian suddenly had a change of heart. With a hint of mockery, he rolled down the window.

"Fine," he said. "Make her kneel before me and beg for forgiveness."

"I want her on her knees."

"I want her to pay for her past mistakes!"