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However, he stared at the screen for three whole minutes this time around. “Nova Daniell sent me these photos. The brand endorsement department of ‘Young Faces’ has found these two little models, and they look rather similar to… you.” When taking a closer look, the boy’s eyes looked exactly the same as those of Nolan. The facial features of the two children looked almost similar to him, especially the boy. Nolan creased his brows and returned the phone to him. “Where are the two kids now?” “They should still be in the studio.” Nolan directly pressed the floor number to get himself to the floor where the shooting was taking place. For some reason, he wanted to see the two children.

He was wearing a faded hoodie and sneakers that had seen better days, but it wasn't his clothes that had Nathan’s heart hammering against his ribs. It was the way the boy sat. One leg crossed over the other, his head tilted back with a certain arrogant indifference, the exact same posture Adrian used when he was bored in a boardroom. And when the boy looked up at the security camera, his eyes, a piercing, familiar shade of gray, seemed to look right through the lens. "I'll handle it," Nathan said, his voice tight. "Do not, I repeat, do not alert Mr. Whitmore." Nathan stepped out of the elevator and approached the bench. Up close, the resemblance was even more jarring. The boy was about fourt

He had the nerdy look with his pair of glasses that doesn't go off from his eyes "Forget the glasses, I'm not boring" "I didn't say that you are" "But you thought about it" "Yes a little, you have this look that is like me and all" "Nerdy? You don't have a nerdy look" "But I look plain" "Like I am a virgin?" "I'm not about telling you if I'm a virgin or not" "You don't have to tell me, I already know you are not. You look like the kind who lost it in the truck of their car"

I joked as I tried to park in the parking lot. “Eww!” My baby girl made a gag sound, “He is annoying just like Zyran.” My Zyran and Azaire are really just like Hayes and Keona. A lot of times I wonder how Keona is doing. “Mummy…. Sometimes Vardan raises his eyebrows just like you,” Zyran said and I chuckled lightly. “Okay, let’s see him,” my eyes searched the student till it finally landed on him. He kind of looked like Beckham, but slightly, and yes, I could see the resemblance the kids were talking about, “Since he looks like mummy, then be nice to him.”

Her entire outfit was skin tight, complimenting all the places on her body that had filled out. I had to refrain from licking my lips and making her angrier than she already was. Most of all, I loved the way her blue eyes stood out against her pale but darkened skin. Elodie was mixed. Her father, white, and her mother, black. Her usually curly hair was straightened down her back. She was gorgeous. Truly a sight to behold.

9 meters tall. He could tell that the young man was only a little over 20 years old and it was possible that he was rather athletic. The young man’s physical quality was considered not bad amongst the masses possibly due to his frequent involvement in playing basketball. He was bright and handsome-looking. Zayn was certain that a young man like this was highly popular outside with plenty of girlfriends.

"This is Nolan when he was 10." "Okay?" He showed me another picture of a boy. "This is Roberto when he was 10." I took his phone and looked carefully at both boys, they shared an eerie striking resemblance but how come they looked nothing alike as grown oh wait! "Roberto and Nolan actually do share similarities in looks, now that I look at it but they still look different... " I trailed off as I realized that there could be truth in everything I just heard. "I'm sorry Clara, but this is just the beginning of something huge ahead of us."

Oh great, another guy after Kylie. I look up to see him staring directly at me. “Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry. I thought you were talking to my friend” I say embarrassed. With that I get a good look at him. He’s a boy who looks to be maybe 19 years old. He’s got gorgeous blue eyes and brown hair styled perfectly. His jawline is sharp and is freshly shaved. He’s attractive to say the least. “It’s not a problem. So um, do you have a boyfriend?” He says nervously.

“Hey…… what’s this all about? What do you mean?” Yoonah looks like Yoonah. Still a handsome and boyish version of Jyeon as they were always similar, only his pudgy cuteness has gone, and he seems more like a man now. He, too, has slimmed down and seems to have lost some of his youth and weight in the last two years. He has slight crinkles around his eyes as though time has not been good to him. The two of them are not as familiar to me as Jyeon was. Jyeon is the only one who looks exactly as he was two years ago, and I wonder why that is.

Jaylen’s breath hitched. The first photo showed two boys, maybe ten years old, sitting side by side on a bench somewhere cold. Both had cotton candy in their hands. Both were laughing. One was unmistakably Jaylen. The other had the same jawline, the same sharp eyes, but his hair was pale, almost white-blond. In the second picture he was seated in a five star restaurant with two couples who looked too much like spies. In the next picture, the blond boy was older, around sixteen, wearing a school uniform in what looked like Moscow. Then twenty, in a military uniform, rifle raised, eyes narrowed as if mid-shot. The cold precision in his gaze was chilling.