Return Of The Real Heiress: Secrets And Masks novel Chapter 475

Chapter 475 

Cherise sat up from her bed and replied, “Keep observing. Keep me updated on anything unusual.” 

“Once this is done, you won’t have to substitute for my classes anymore.” 

Crow’s eyes lit up at the news, his voice filled with excitement. “Really? That’s great.” 

“It’s been ages since I got to sleep in.” 

After the call ended, Cherise gave a cold, slight smile. It never occurred to her that Rita’s backlash would target her own 

appearance. 

From what Crow said, Rita had transformed to a scary extent, which 

For a woman, that was a crushing blow. 

Every woman wanted to stay young forever, including herself. 

emed pretty exaggerated. 

At the Hawkins residence, after spending 24 hours resting in a haze, Rita finally came out of her room. 

In the daylight, everything looked much clearer compared to the dim glow of the night lights. Many of the servants, upon seeing her current state, became even more cautious, as her terrifying appearance from the previous night was still fresh in their minds. 

It seemed that Gina deliberately hid all the mirrors in the house. Clinging to a sliver of hope, Rita searched for just one more mirror to look into, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t find one. 

“What’s going on? Where are all the mirrors in the house?” Rita asked Nellie, somewhat displeased. 

As Rita spoke, she realized her voice had deepened significantly, sounding like that weak, elderly voice one might associate with someone near the end of their life. 

Even the servants, including Nellie, heard her voice, and they became more 

anxious, sneaking worried glances at Rita. 

Rita was starting to panic a bit herself. She cleared her throat and asked, “What’s happening, Nellie? What’s wrong with me? 

“Has my voice changed too, Nellie? Can you hear it? 

“This isn’t how I used to sound, is it? You’ve noticed that too, haven’t you?” 

Nellie, looking quite frightened, shook her head and then nodded. “There’s a slight difference, but it’s nothing serious. How about we go see a doctor, Mrs. Muller? 

“You’re just not feeling well Let’s go to the doctor. Everything will be alright. You don’t need to worry too much. “Everyone ages eventually. You’ve been beautiful for so many years. Now you just look a bit older than before. 

“Besides, it doesn’t really matter much anymore at your age, does it?” 

The more Nellie spoke, the more Rita felt there was something wrong. She looked at her own hand, which was wrinkled beyond recognition, and shouted, “Bring me a mirror now or you know what I’m capable of. 

“I could just end you all!” 

With her furious outburst and terrifying look, a few young maids couldn’t handle it and quickly ran to get her several 

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mirrors. 

Once they brought them over, they handed them to her carefully, “Mrs. Muller, here you are. Go ahead.” 

After setting down the mirrors, they scrambled away, terrified she might swallow them up at any moment. 

Rita grabbed the mirror the servant brought, moved to a bright spot, and took a look at herself. 

As expected, a sharp, crashing sound of a mirror breaking filled the air the very next second. 

And then came heart–wrenching curses, all directed at Cherise. 

When Gina returned from outside, she saw a mess all over the floor, feeling utterly overwhelmed. 

The house now seemed less like a home and more like a powder keg ready to explode. 

Seeing Rita sulking, Gina softly asked, “Rita, what is this about again? 

“You’re already seventy–five, not some teenage girl. Why do you care so much about your looks at this age? 

6. 6. 

“Our family doesn’t lack money. Wouldn’t it be better to enjoy your time before you really get old rather than make yourself suffer?” 

After saying that, she muttered under her breath, “I’ve never seen an old woman like you. You’re divorced in your seventies. Isn’t it normal to look bad? Why the fuss?” 

After speaking, she gave Rita an eye roll, clearly showing her dissatisfaction. 

Rita was already furious, and now Gina was expressing her discontent, so she quickly moved to Gina and fiercely grabbed her throat. 

Her grip scared many of the servants, as she completely lifted Gina off the floor, speaking chillingly, “Go ahead; aren’t you good at talking? Speak up.” 

With her throat being squeezed, Gina couldn’t speak, and her face turned a deep shade of purple–red. 

She could barely breathe and felt like she would suffocate within seconds if she wasn’t released. 

Fortunately, an urgent phone ring saved Mrs. Ray’s life. 

Abruptly, Rita’s phone rang, and Rita dropped Gina, causing her to fall to the floor with a thud. 

The servants who usually took care of Gina quickly came forward to help her away. 

The others hurriedly ran out as well. 

In no time, the large living room was left with only Rita and the constantly ringing phone. 

“What’s up?” Rita answered the phone. 

The voice on the other end seemed a bit anxious. “Mrs. Muller, Orlinth Innovations is under investigation again. The lead investigator said someone reported us for money laundering. 

“And he said the witness who reported us even accused the whole Hawkins family of money laundering. 

“The witness is…” 

Rita was a little impatient hearing him speak so hesitantly, “Who is the witness?” 

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The person on the other end of the call finally mustered the courage to speak, “It’s the former CEO, Yvonne…” 

After the call ended, Rita’s eyes were filled with anger; a cascade of events pushed her to the brink of losing it. 

She stared intently at the setting sun outside, ideas kept popping into her head one after another. 

That night, at the foot of Azure Peak in Dream Residence, a lou knock broke the silence. 

“Who is it? It’s late. Everyone else has already gone to bed. Is it urgent?” the servant inside called out through the closed door. 

The person outside ignored what the servant said but continued knocking. 

The servant guessed something must be urgent and swung the door open, only to fall back in shock upon seeing the person. “Wh–who are you?” 

The visitor coldly replied, “What? It’s been only a while, and you don’t recognize me anymore?” 

The servant screamed, suddenly realizing and scrambling backward, “It’s you… the former Mrs. Muller… 

“Mr. Muller, Mr. Jason Muller, the former Mrs. Muller is her. It’s so frightening. 

“She’s so hideous and disfigured. Oh…“.