Marcus Valentine's hesitation did not escape Penelope Valentine's notice.

Penelope couldn't resist asking, "Big brother, who is this benefactor Miss Roland mentioned?"

"Do you know them too?"

If he didn't, Chloe wouldn't have brought up Marcus just now...

Marcus fell completely silent at her question.

Evelyn Ross paid no attention to their emotional state.

She moved to step around them and continue forward, but Marcus blocked her path once more.

Marcus looked at her intently. "Grace, Chloe's mental state is unstable right now."

"I really don't think you should go over there..."

Evelyn felt a surge of frustration at his words.

She was about to push past his obstruction when he spoke again.

"But there is someone who would be suitable."

Evelyn paused. "Who?"

"Evelyn Ross."

Evelyn was taken aback.

Marcus kept his eyes fixed on her. "I know you must have heard of Evelyn Ross."

"You know she is your twin sister."

"The two of you look very much alike."

"Grace's presence upsets her because of Evelyn."

"So, could you pretend to be Evelyn Ross right now?"

"Go and persuade her to come down?"

Evelyn was speechless.

She was supposed to impersonate herself?

Evelyn had no intention of pretending.

She just wanted to hurry over and reveal her identity.

She couldn't risk Chloe actually jumping.

Moreover, this gentle girl had gone to such extremes for her.

How could she not be deeply moved?

Seeing Marcus's suggestion, she couldn't be bothered to explain.

She simply nodded. "Fine."

"Can I go over now?"

Marcus immediately agreed.

He then looked at the corner of her eye.

He turned to Penelope. "Lend me your mascara or an eyebrow pencil."

Evelyn knew what he intended to do.

After a moment's thought, she didn't stop him.

Penelope looked at them both, confused.

But she obediently opened her purse.

She handed Marcus the cosmetics she used for touch-ups.

Marcus quickly opened an eyeliner pencil.

He drew a teardrop mole at the corner of Evelyn's eye.

It was identical to her real one.

Evelyn was silent.

Once he finished, Marcus examined her carefully.

"Now it's even more similar."

"Go ahead."

"Oh, and Evelyn calls her 'Chloe.'"

"You should know what to do."

Evelyn nodded.

She then strode forward.

Just as she rounded a concrete wall ahead, the scene before her made her freeze.

Now she understood why Ryan Roland didn't dare force a rescue.

Chloe was standing right on the edge of the rooftop.

A strong wind whipped her bridesmaid dress around her.

The long skirt billowed wildly in the wind.

She looked utterly precarious.

It seemed the next gust could easily carry Chloe away.

The sight was heart-stopping.

Evelyn's eyes instantly reddened.

She immediately stepped forward and called out, "Chloe!"

Both Chloe and Ryan turned at the sound.

They were stunned to see Evelyn.

Ryan tried to rush forward while Chloe was distracted.

But Chloe noticed and shouted, "Brother, don't come any closer!"

"If you take another step, I'll jump right now!"

Ryan had no choice but to stop.

Chloe then turned her longing gaze back to Evelyn.

Her eyes slowly traveled over Evelyn's figure.

She seemed to be trying to determine if this was Evelyn Ross or Grace Valentine.

The girl's expression was calm and composed.

Her cool eyes lacked Grace's gentleness and timidity.

They held Evelyn's distinctive gaze.

Chloe's focus finally returned to the corner of Evelyn's eye.

There was a teardrop mole...

A look of joy spread across Chloe's face.

She gazed at her uncertainly and whispered, "...Benefactor?"

"Chloe, it's me!"

Evelyn slowly approached.

She stopped beside Ryan and reached out her hand.

"Come down quickly."

"Come to me."

Chloe's eyes seemed glazed.

It was clear her mental state was indeed fragile...

Tears welled in her eyes as she asked again, uncertainly, "Benefactor?"

Evelyn nodded immediately.

Chloe cried tears of happiness.

Large drops rolled down her cheeks.

"You... you're not dead?"

"How are you here?"

Suddenly, she seemed to realize something.

Her expression instantly turned wary.

"Those clothes you're wearing..."

"Isn't that what Grace was wearing?"

"Aren't you Grace?"

"How can you be my benefactor?"

Evelyn hadn't reached her yet.

Seeing this, she urgently called out, "Chloe, I am Evelyn Ross."

"I am not Grace."

"You remember my voice."

"You remember my teardrop mole, don't you?"

Chloe's eyes returned to the mole.

She then nodded. "Yes, I recognize your mole..."

"So come back..."

Evelyn reached out her hand to her.

"Come back, alright?"

"I'm not dead."

"You can't die either..."

"Okay, okay..."

Chloe began crying again.

She reached out her hand to Evelyn like a child.

Ryan and Marcus, who had followed, breathed sighs of relief.

But Penelope, observing the scene, frowned.

This Grace... was truly detestable!

If she really saved Chloe, she would have latched onto the Roland family...

Yet another competitor would emerge in New York high society.

Moreover, judging from what Chloe had said earlier...

This Grace looked very similar to Mrs. Vance?

Wouldn't Alexander Vance easily be seduced by her?

Her own marriage prospects would be ruined!

A malicious glint flashed in Penelope's eyes.

She stepped forward and said, "That's right, Miss Roland."

"Why are you so desperate?"

"Nothing is more important than your own life..."

As she spoke, she pulled out some cosmetics from her purse.

"Your makeup is all cried off."

"Let me help you touch it up."

"We can go out looking beautiful later..."

She deliberately held up an eyebrow pencil.

She waved it in front of Chloe.

Then she reached out and touched her own nose wing.

Chloe watched her movements.

She suddenly remembered what the makeup artist said earlier that day.

It was currently fashionable to draw a mole on the nose.

It looked sexy.

Drawing a mole...

Chloe suddenly understood.

She sharply turned her gaze back to Evelyn.

"You're not my benefactor!"

"You're Grace!"

"The teardrop mole at your eye was drawn on!"

Marcus's face instantly paled.

Even Ryan was momentarily stunned.

Both men sensed something was wrong.

They instinctively lunged forward!

But Chloe felt deceived.

She took a step backward.

"Stay away from me!"

"Don't come any closer!!"

That single step back placed her foot on empty air.

Her body suddenly tilted backward!!

Below her was a sheer drop into the abyss!