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M Continent Dance Theater

Stella Edwards had just finished her performance and stepped off the stage when she was handed a bouquet of roses backstage.

Seeing the roses, those around her joked, “Stella, did your boyfriend send flowers again?”

With the roses in her hand, a joy grew in Stella’s heart as she laughed and said, “Nonsense, he’s not my boyfriend.”

“Not your boyfriend, yet he sends flowers for every performance, roses at that,” quipped a young girl nearby.

“If not a boyfriend, he must be an admirer. Stella, you’re irresistible. He’s been pursuing you for so long. Every time you’re in the M Continent, right after your performance, there’s always a flower waiting for you.”

Stella chuckled, a soft twinkling in her eyes.

The man was neither her boyfriend nor had he ever shown intentions of courting her.

He was simply very kind to her.

“If he’s impressive and decent, I might consider it. I’m at an age to entertain a relationship.”

Stella pressed her lips together, her heartbeat racing a bit.

After jesting around a bit more, Stella went to change her clothes.

Once in the changing room, Stella took a whiff of the roses and then looked at the card that came with the bouquet.

[Congratulations on a successful performance. Do you have time? I’m waiting outside. -Edward.]

Seeing the message on the card deepened the smile in her eyes. She quickly changed her clothes, removed her stage makeup, and promptly applied a light, fresh-faced look.

Before leaving, she checked her appearance in the mirror, revealing a faint smile. Once satisfied, she promptly made her way to the entrance.

A Rolls-Royce was parked outside.

The moment she caught sight of the car, the rear window rolled down.

Edward Kirsten, wearing a black mask, smiled at her and said, “Stella, over here.”

Stella broke into a smile and ran over, “Mr. Kirsten.”

A hint of laughter colored Edward’s pale blue eyes, “I’ll take you to something delicious.”

Alice Eugene, who was driving ahead, slightly lowered her gaze upon hearing this. This was something Edward often said to Kiara Lawrence.

“Ok.”

Stella climbed into the car, and Edward reached up to remove his mask.

He had sharp features and apart from his pale blue eyes, he did not seem to be of mixed ethnicity.

His lips were pale, radiating a cool, attractive charm.

Stella always saw him dressed in a perfectly tailored three-piece suit.

She always thought him to be a wealthy aristocrat.

She had rarely seen his face. Other than the first time and now, he was always either wearing sunglasses or a mask.

“Mr. Kirsten, when did you arrive?” Stella asked.

Edward Kirsten hinted at a smile, his words fulfilling her anticipations, “The dance was excellent. So was the performance.”

Stella laughed, “I made slight modifications to my dance moves as per your suggestions. My teacher saw it and was not only convinced but also very delighted.”

“You were naturally gifted anyway,” Edward was also very satisfied with her dance this time.

No sooner were the words out of his mouth than Stella’s phone began to ring.

It was a call from Sophie Ortiz.

A routine query.

Every time after a performance, Sophie would call her. If she had time, she would accompany Stella for her performances in various places.

Stella spoke a few words with Sophie and then hung up the call.

Seeing her hang up, Edward said, “Your teacher is very kind to you.”

“Yes, she treats me like her daughter,” Stella said. As she spoke, the darkened screen of her phone accidentally lit up again.

Edward subdued his gaze towards her, but seeing that her phone screen became bright again, he instinctively looked over.

Then he gazed at the phone, his eyes narrowing slightly.

“This is ” Edward gently inquired.

Stella Edwards looked down at her cellphone screen and said while looking at the screensaver, “This one?”

“Mmm.” Edward Kirsten looked at the screen.

“She is Flynn Ninevara,” Stella Edwards said, “You know, the screenwriter for the movie I told you I was in.”

“Flynn Ninevara?” Edward Kirsten looked at the picture, which resembled a still from a show, and asked, “Do screenwriters need to take such photos now?”

“No. Her real name is Daisy Zane, and she is also an actor,” Stella said while looking at the screensaver, “she is amazing, both of the shows she acted in were huge hits. She’s a very famous screenwriter, and I really like her.”

Upon hearing the words “Daisy Zane,” Alice Eugene looked at Edward Kirsten through the rearview mirror.

Edward Kirsten, however, looked as calm as always, only staring at the screensaver. Then he raised the corner of his mouth slightly and repeated, “Daisy Zane.”

“Yes. She’s indeed very amazing. Although her family background isn’t good, she is very talented,” Stella Edwards, who genuinely likes Daisy Zane, spoke enthusiastically, otherwise, she wouldn’t have set Daisy’s still as her screensaver.

“Her family background isn’t good?” Edward Kirsten inquired curiously.

Stella Edwards had a lot to say about Daisy Zane: “Her father was part of the Truro Song Family, so she came from a well-off family. However, her father cheated, and her mother committed suicide due to depression when Daisy Zane was less than a month old. She grew up with her grandmother in Cold Green Village, which is a very poor place by domestic standards.”

“Do you know her grandmother’s name?” asked Edward Kirsten.

Stella Edwards blinked, unsure why he would suddenly ask this. But she still answered: “I heard it’s Victoria Zane. Her mother’s name is Claudia Zane.”

“Daisy Zane,” “Victoria Zane,” “Claudia Zane,” “Cold Green Village.” Everything matched.

These facts fit exactly with the person they had been looking for.

Alice Eugene caught several glimpses of Edward Kirsten through the rearview mirror.

The usually calm and quiet man seemed somewhat restless now.

But Edward Kirsten kept staring at that photo.

He had not seen his Enigma for too long

Edward Kirsten had been spending nearly all his time in the laboratory, leaving him very little time for himself.

He hardly ever went online, partly because he felt no need to, and partly because he thought it was unsafe and would easily expose him to tracking. He only occasionally asked Alice Eugene to look up something online.

Even the information that Harton Clark was by her side was discovered by Alice Eugene’s chance encounter in Red Cliff Village.

It wasn’t that he hadn’t tried to find her before.

But for the first few years after she left Continent A, he couldn’t find any trace of her.

He was well aware of Enigma’s hacker abilities. If she wanted to hide, it would be too easy for her.

Moreover, back then, he was being heavily tracked, so he had to put off searching for her temporarily.

And after Alice Eugene encountered her in Red Cliff Village, he didn’t bother to look her up again.

What he needed was to rebuild his forces quickly.

Once he rebuilt his forces and exposed his whereabouts, Enigma would definitely come to find him. What he needed was a force capable of trapping her.

Aside from that, even if he found out where she was and what she was doing, it would all be futile if he couldn’t bring her back.

Thus, he had no idea that Enigma was acting in domestic movies, and naturally would pay no attention to domestic entertainment news.

The phone call during Chinese New Year was traced through a tracker that Enigma had stuck to her hair in Red Cliff Village.

But the mobile number was registered under the name Nicholson Amos.

He was able to trace the mobile number through the tracker, but couldn’t find any other information, and couldn’t even locate the cellphone.

At that time, he thought that it might have been a trap set up by Enigma. Therefore, when Alice Eugene started searching, they didn’t do it on their own turf. They even changed locations several times during the search as a precaution.

And after he found the number, he quickly made the call and then swiftly moved to another location. However, he was nearly tracked down.

Edward Kirsten indeed didn’t expect that she would dare to cause such a commotion domestically.

She had completely exposed herself to the public.

Among the people with him now, except for Alice Eugene, everyone else who had seen Enigma was already gone.

So even if his people saw her online, or if the domestic people saw her in person, they would not know that Daisy Zane was the Enigma he spoke of.

But many people had seen Alozon Kirsten.

This resulted in his domestic people finding out where Alozon and Jack Kingsley lived, and they nearly managed to seize Jack Kingsley. However, they didn’t bring back even the slightest bit of news about Enigma.

If he had known If he had known that Enigma had become an actor, why would he watch those old videos over and over again every day?