Return Of The Real Heiress: Secrets And Masks novel Chapter 417

Chapter 417 

Rita stood there, watching them disappear into the distance before glancing over at Dream Residence. 

She stared at the sign of Dream Residence above the door with serious expression, and then stepped onto the stairs. 

Without knocking, she just stood at the entrance. 

Meanwhile, Morris and Cherise were already halfway down the road, walking hand in hand, their fingers tightly interlocked, saying almost nothing along the way. 

After a moment, they both looked ahead and said at the same time, “Rita’s been hiding her skills. 

They exchanged a look and smiled faintly. 

“The way she stopped you just now–someone without regular training couldn’t have done that,” Morris said seriously to 

Cherise. 

Cherise nodded, “Yeah, I felt it. She’s hiding more than we expected.” 

Morris looked at her and added, “Now it’s up to your grandfather. He’s the one who’ll decide how to handle this 

Cherise looked into the distance, her expression a bit serious, and softly said, “Hmm.” 

Outside Dream Residence, Rita still stood there without knocking, looking slightly hesitant. Ten minutes later, her expression eased as if she’d made up her mind, and she finally knocked. It was late, and Azure Peak was completely quiet. 

The sound of her heavy knocking echoed through Dream Residence. 

“Knock, knock, knock…” 

Inside, a servant heading to the door muttered, “Who is that? Mr. Muller’s already asleep.” 

When he opened the door and saw who it was, he looked shocked “Mrs. Muller! It’s you? 

“You’re not resting yet? 

“Mr. Muller should be asleep by now.” 

Rita ignored him and stepped up the stairs, saying, “Which room is he in? Take me to him. 

The servant froze, unsure of what to do. In all his years with the Muller family, this was the firsttime he’d seen Rita enter Dream Residence. 

For a moment, he stammered, “Uh, um. Mrs. Muller, maybe you could wait downstairs in the living room! I’m not sure if Mr. Muller is awake, Let me check with him first. 

Rita didn’t reply, just stood there, calmly taking in the interior Dream Residence, its design completely different froin the Hawkins residence next door, 

Prople said the decor was designed to match Megan’s tastes de yet luxurious, with every detail radiating elegance and quality 

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In contrast, the Hawkins residence was the definition of simplicity, so plain it felt almost bare. 

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She had once thought Rayburn preferred that kind of minimalism, just like the style of the Muller Residence in Harnolica, where everything was kept simple. 

But in the end, it was just her own wishful thinking. 

She had turned what should have been a life of unparalleled dignity into one full of struggles. 

Feeling like she couldn’t push forward anymore, she took a deep breath and said, “Tll stand here and wait. Tell him it’s urgent, very urgent. Go quickly!” 

The servant quickly replied, “Alright,” and hurried upstairs. 

Rita stayed where she was, waiting- 

Meanwhile, Rayburn was still awake in his study, carefully organizing items related to Cherise’s grandmother. 

The servant knocked softly, not wanting to disturb him in case he had already gone to bed. “Mr. Muller, are you still in the study?” he asked quietly. 

Rayburn glanced at the time and frowned slightly before replying, “What’s the matter at this hour? Come in.” 

Hearing the response, the servant opened the door slightly and poked his head in. “Mr. Muller, Mrs. Muller has come into. Dream Residence. She’s downstairs waiting for you,” he said. 

Rayburn paused for a moment and asked, “She came in?” 

The servant nodded and added, “Yes, she looks like she’s in a hurry and said it’s urgent.” 

Rayburn thought for a moment, his expression showing a trace of displeasure, and said, ‘Got it. You can go back downstairs. I’ll be down shortly.” 

The servant replied, “Alright,” and then left to head back downstairs. 

Rayburn stood up from his seat, walked over to a cabinet, opened it, and pulled out what seemed to be an envelope without 

hesitation. 

Downstairs, Rita remained standing. The servant offered her a seat in the living room to wait, but she refused, standing there tall and straight. 

Looking at her, the servant cautiously said, “Mrs. Muller, please at down while you wait, Mr. Muller said he’ll come down, but I’m not sure when. 

“I’m worried you might get tired if you keep standing.” 

Rita, her face expressionless, simply replied, “It’s fine.”