The Killer Queen with Multiple Disguises

Chapter 371 Unmasking Identity, The Lover Unwilling to Reunite

Preston's response, like a gust of wind, had dispersed the fog before Iledy's eyes.

A single USA mother who lived in Isabella state.

A seven-year-old son who was the same age as Anne.

lan, with an eye strikingly similar to William's when he was a child.

A Caitlin who had seen William, seen Anne, and reacted oddly after being touched by William.

Every clue pointed to the real Rosalic.

Iledy's dark eyes sparkled as she told Preston about what had happened at the hospital today.

Preston fell silent for a moment, then chuckled softly, "It seems, Caitlin' is

undoubtedly Rosalic. Hedy, you go to the hospital to retrieve her data files, I will investigate 'Caitlin's' experiences over the years."

"Mm-hmm."

Hedy returned to the hospital.

She was the one who funded Rosalie and her child. Retrieving Rosalie's files was also convenient.

This file could be compared with the small old file kept by William's family.

On the other side, Preston quickly discovered the truth and gave Hedy a call:

"It was confirmed, Caitlin was Rosalic, Rosalie was Caitlin, she had disguised herself."

This information could have persuaded William to agree to retest the DNA of Gloria and Rosalie, thereby exposing Gloria.

Hedy had a plan in her mind.

Preston's voice was deep and magnetic: "Fate is truly wonderful."

"Indeed." Hedy smiled gently.

If she hadn't caught Tan on the street that day, the current outcome wouldn't have occurred

After hanging up the phone, Hedy, holding the file, went to Rosalie's ward.

When she arrived, lan had already fallen asleep. Rosalie, draped in a coal, stood by the bed gazing at the night sky, her emotions still not completely settled.Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

The figure was extremely thin, as if it could fall with a gust of wind.

ITearing the sound of the door opening, Rosalie turned around, her tone surprised, "Ms. Ellis, how come you're back?"

"I want to chat with you, or rather... I want to chat with Rosalie," Hedy slowly lifted her eyelids, her gaze unstoppable.

"Rosalic? Who is Rosalie?" She was horrified inside, but feigned confusion on her face, her hand under her sleeve quietly clenching.

"Let's be frank," Hedy glanced at the soundly sleeping Ian, picked up the file in her hand, and lowered her voice:

"What do you think would happen if I showed your data to William?"

The calmness and confidence on Hedy's face shattered Dan's little pretense.

She let out a long sigh, laughing sarcastically, "William sent you to get close to me, to investigate me?"

Hedy: "No, my encounters with both Ian and you were accidental. There was no one behind the scenes orchestrating any of this."

Rosalie warned. "In that case, it seems it doesn't matter whether I'm Rosalie or Caitlin."

Hedy: "I needed you to reunite and recognize each other with Anne and her mother."

This was the task given to her by the system.

Rosalie didn't understand, "Why must I recognize her?"

Hedy retorted, "Don't you miss your daughter calling you 'mom"?"

Rosalie remained silent, a bitter taste welling up in her eyes.

Of course, she thought.

But this also meant that William would eventually find her.

ITedy added, "A woman named Gloria pretended to be you, who had lost your memory, went to William's side, and became Anne's mother in name."

Rosalie looked stunned.

She was penniless and busy working, completely unaware of what had happened to the William family, nor know that someone had taken her place.

Hedy spoke calmly. "I don't know about your past with William, but William loves you very much, and I believe you know that."

If he didn't love her, why would William have searched for Rosalie so desperately? And why would Rosalie have hidden herself so deliberately?

"Ms. Ellis." Rosalic picked up the glass cup on the bedside table.

"If I shattered this cup and you glued it back together, could you hold it and tell me that none of this ever happened?"

"I can't." Hedy lowered her eyelids.

"Even a cup is like this, let alone me, a person who has been broken before." A self- mocking smile appeared on Rosalie's face.

Perhaps to persuade Hedy, Rosalie began to talk about her past with William.

***

The story began a long time ago.

Rosalie was an orphan who grew up in an orphanage. Because of her wild temper, she often jumped around, and no adults were willing to adopt her.

Someone finally adopted her, but that person turned out to be a thief. Ile chose to adopt Rosalie because he saw her abundant energy and strong physical flexibility.

"That couple taught me all the tricks of the trade, threatening to beat me if I didn't learn, and to starve me if I didn't comply. I just wanted to survive, to have food to cat, so I became a thief, and then a master thief," Rosalie confessed to his past misdeeds without any attempt to deny them, shrugging his shoulders.

"The only place where I still had a conscience, perhaps, was that I didn't steal from the old, weak, sick, disabled, pregnant, or poor. After all, I was educated in an orphanage, where I received some moral education."

Later on, Rosalie took on a commission from the Williams family's competitor to steal

a certain confidential file.

She came to France, became a maid for the William family, and had some social interactions with William.

"Did you take care of William's diet and daily life?" Hedy asked.

William's castle was so large, not every maid could have interactions with William.

"No." Rosalie was quite embarrassed about this matter.

Back then, I was in charge of watering the plants and flowers in the castle. That day, I

was watering them upstairs, while William was downstairs, drinking red wine and discussing business with guests.

I was thinking about stealing something, a bit distracted, and accidentally slid down the slope, unable to stop.

"The final slide tackle sent William into the adjacent swimming pool."

Hedy: "......"

***

Because of this matter, Rosalie entered William's life, and William also became a part

of Rosalie's life.

The quirky Rosalie changed the dull and boring days of William.

William's erudition also changed Rosalie's perspective and prejudices.

Two hearts uncontrollably drew closer, warming each other, gradually developing feelings of love, until that confidential document fell into the hands of the rival of the

William family.

I regretted it then, not wanting to hand over the documents. But my foster parents

knocked me out from behind. By the time I woke up, the William family was facing

the most severe crisis in history.

I found William and he told me to stop pretending.

I said I didn't have, I liked you.

He became even angrier, gripping my neck.

When I thought I was going to die, he fainted. This family crisis kept him busy day

and night, and he fell ill.

I stayed at Windsor Castle to take care of him.

After he woke up, he looked at me coldly and asked if I really liked him.

I said yes.

Ile asked me again, if I would be willing to do anything for him.

I said yes.

"Then, I really became William's personal maid."

The once open-heartedness had turned into sarcasm and nitpicking.

Not only did Rosalie have to take care of William's diet and daily life, but she also

had to take care of the diet and daily life of William's new girlfriends.

The rest of the servants in the castle also despised her for her betrayal.

All of these, Rosalie had endured.

She knew she had made a mistake.

She wanted to make up for the mistake she had made.

William used her as a venting tool, and she bore it without complaint or regret.

Until the arrival of that day.

I and his newly engaged fiancée were kidnapped by a villain, who was a defeated

subordinate of William and had been forced by William to choose between the company and his family.

The villain also told William, only one of us, between me and his fiancée, could

survive.

William was hesitant at first.

When the villain said that they would both die if he didn't choose, he chose his

fiancée.

Rosalie's hand was pressed against her own heart, whispering, "That bullet grazed my

heart."

"It's so strange, even though my heart wasn't hurt, it gave me the pain of a thousand

arrows piercing through

it."