As long as you believed in miracles, miracles would surely appear?
Fine.
If Natasha had previously retained even a one-in-ten-thousand chance that the Lake before her was an impostor, then she now had no doubts whatsoever.
This guy definitely wasn't Lake.
Because...
Lake Edwin had never believed in miracles. He only believed in himself.
There had never been any such thing as a miracle in this world. If there was one, then it was a miracle he had created for himself.
The Lake who wasn't Lake watched Natasha's expression at that moment and said nothing more. He merely looked up, then gazed at the Natasha before him. "Goodbye, my daughter."
Natasha quickly came to her senses. "Wait a—"
Before she could finish!
Boom!
Natasha suddenly sensed a powerful and familiar force descending upon this universe. It was the power of the Chaos Force, as well as...
The power of the Phoenix.
Crack!
The Phoenix Cloth began condensing around Natasha, rapidly completing its assembly. But soon, the Phoenix Cloth was instantly withdrawn.
Natasha took a deep breath, feeling the power that had briefly vanished before returning once more.
Just then.
"Hello!"
"..."
Natasha came to her senses again and looked at Lake standing before her. Lake was still Lake, but Natasha knew that something seemed to have changed.
The Lake before her had not been Lake.
But now?
Lake was Lake—the genuine article.
At that moment.
A faint smile tugged at the corners of Lake's mouth as he watched Natasha. He rapidly absorbed the memories of this runaway clone's memory sea, then couldn't help sighing inwardly.
What the hell was he up to?
He had only let his guard down once, and this was the result. His clone had actually awakened, then not only found him a wife, but even given