The Killer Queen with Multiple Disguises

Chapter 363 A New Task, The Real Mother

After finishing the short story, Rosalie gave Iledy a contemptuous glance, held his head high and chest out, and walked away with an air of nonchalance.

Hedy turned sideways to look at Rosalie's small figure, her pupils slightly constricting.

This tiny one, it really was Gloria!

In a situation where she was not suspected at all, Gloria surprisingly revealed her identity, so arrogantly.

Why?

Because she had absolute confidence, she believed that even if she exposed herself voluntarily, it would not bring any danger?

Most crucially, William had said that he had conducted a DNA test on "Rosalie," but the test results did not reveal Gloria's identity.

Why?

Too many questions emerged in an instant.

Hedy squinted her eyes.

Gloria used to court death, she gave Gloria the punishment she deserved, which was considered a settlement with Gloria, and she would not continue to deal with Gloria

now.

As for what Gloria thought of her, it seemed uncertain at the moment.

However, if Gloria wanted to seek revenge on her, she would certainly accompany her to the end.

The other side.

Gloria came to the deserted garden to look for her younger daughter, Annie.

"Annie? Where are you?" She suppressed her own irritability and anger, wholeheartedly playing the role of an anxious mother.

Anne didn't make a sound.

She had severe autism, and no matter how the doctors intervened, she could not recover or alleviate.

She squatted behind the bushes, observing the ants moving house on the ground, her eyes, filled with indifference, carried the bloodline of the summer country.

"Annic!" Gloria, holding up her skirt, finally found her youngest daughter and scolded sternly:

"Mom called you, why didn't you respond!"

Anne still remained silent.

"You idiot!" Gloria raised her hand high, intending to slap Anne, but just as it seemed she would hit her, she stopped.

She couldn't leave visible scars on Anne, otherwise it would be troublesome to explain.

After hitting Annie last time, she had to put in a lot of effort to convince everyone that she wasn't the one who hit Annie.

But this was not the reason she swallowed her anger!

Gloria grabbed Annie, dragging her back into a room like a dead animal carcass, then slammed the door shut and locked it.

She found a needle in the room, looked at the cold gleam of the needle tip, sneered, and forcefully jabbed it into Annie.

Like this, the wound couldn't be found!

Anne's expression was pained, her breathing became heavier, and fear flickered in her

eyes.

"Made you run around! Ignored me, did you? Didn't call me mom! Worthless!" Gloria jabbed one needle after another, her eyes fierce.

She was particularly violent today, because she saw Iledy and thought of the time when she was... by live men. What a hellish experience it was!

After that incident, she was greatly disturbed, became emotionally unstable and went mad, and her family also went bankrupt.

If it hadn't been for my parents using their last bit of money to get a doctor to cure me, I would probably have been insane for the rest of my life!

But just as she had been cured, her parents died in a car accident. The place was so remote that the police couldn't even find the perpetrator!

Then, she became a hostess who sold her body. There was no choice, who could blame her when this job paid more than being a maid or a waitress.

She had served all kinds of men, some patrons were gentle, some would hit her with ashtrays, and some even refused to pay.

She was barely hanging on to life.

Occasionally, when I had some free time, I would play with my knockoff phone. browsing news and watching videos. Every now and then, I would come across news about Hedy.

Let her know, the instigator Hedy, who caused her family's ruin and led her to this plight, is living more and more vibrantly!

Double Master, novel competition champion, starred in movies, debuted in variety shows, national full-score college entrance examination champion and so on, in the end, really announced with Childe King.

Why?

Gloria just wanted to ask, why!

Just when she thought she would rot away in the nightclub for the rest of her life, unable to take revenge on Hedy, that person appeared.

She disguised herself as "Rosalie", pretended to have amnesia, and came to Mr. William, becoming a wealthy and powerful lady.NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

During the time she became Mrs. William, she not only came into contact with the world-class elite, but also encountered the dark side of the world.

She first learned about the world of assassins, learned about the straightforward way of buying lives with money.

She eagerly sought out the celestial organization, demanding Hedy's life.

What was annoying was that Hedy was still alive up to now, but that was also normal, after all. Iledy was not simple, and neither was the King family.

Planning to successfully kill ITedy was going to be a long-term strategy.

"You will die by my hand sooner or later. Hedy," Gloria stopped her actions on Zane, sneering as she muttered to herself.

Anne, under her care, was in so much pain that tears streamed down her face.

Meanwhile, the exhausted Iledy received a new trial task.

[Trial Task (25): Found Annie's biological mother, facilitated mother-daughter

reunion.]

A thought struck Hedy's mind.

The system had essentially confirmed Gloria's identity.

But finding Anne's biological parents seemed not to be an casy task.

After all, the illustrious William family spent so many years only to find a counterfeit.

***

The banquet hall.

Preston and William were casually chatting about the past, and as they talked, the

conversation turned to their wives.

William: "My wife was very beautiful."

Preston: "My wife was more beautiful."

Upon hearing this, William squinted his eyes, a damn competitive spirit rising within

him: "My wife is a master thief, she stole my jewels and I didn't even know."

Preston smiled. "My wife is even more formidable, she specializes in stealing my heart, and she could beat up five of me all by herself."

William crossed his legs: "My wife's cooking skills are astonishing. Even royal chefs would have to apprentice themselves to learn from her."

Preston took a sip of his wine, "My wife's painting skills are average, but one of her

paintings is worth a thousand or so billion."

William's speech quickened, "My wife could stop a bus with one kick."

Preston was equally quick: "My wife could log onto the moon."

William: "My wife recently decoded the information in the alien radio waves.

Preston: "My wife just waved goodbye to an alien."

Approaching them, Hedy, who overheard their conversation, paused in her steps: "...".

How could she not know that she could beat up five Prestons all by herself, that her

paintings were worth billions, that she could land on the moon, and that she had just waved goodbye to aliens?

Seeing Hedy coming. Preston looked at William. "I'm going to accompany my wife. She's quite clingy and will miss me terribly if she doesn't see me for a while. Besides, chatting with you is really boring."

"You thought I wanted to chat with you?" William jealously sneered. "Such a grown man and you don't even have a daughter, hilarious."

Preston: ".......

K! O!

Victorious William hummed a cheerful tune, leaving contentedly. Before he left, he

didn't forget to disdainfully scan Preston up and down.

Seemed to be saying: Just this, just this, just this?

Preston was terribly frustrated, looking at Hedy with pleading eyes for comfort.

Hedy: "......"

She raised her hand, patting Preston's shoulder, her voice only audible to the two of them: "It's okay, at least your wife is the real deal, while his wife is a fake."