Karl and Layla just couldn't stop staring at Valencia. Valencia let out a sigh, seeing the two of them still clueless about their next move.
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Valencia casually lounged in her chair, with a face exuding confidence. Moving her fingers on the keyboard, she seemed to be planning something much bigger than what they were dealing with John and his crew. But Karl and Layla just sat there, waiting for Valencia to continue her explanation.
After a while, Valencia stopped typing and looked at Karl with a sly smile. "Oh, Karl," she said, her voice suddenly sounding different—more alluring, sharper. "Of course, I've known who you are all along."
Karl turned to her, narrowing his eyes. "What do you mean?"
Valencia shrugged, her eyes sparkling with wisdom. "Don't try to fool me. I know you're the guy in the Spermberggirl video. I've seen it a few times. But honestly, I feel a bit late in telling you."
