The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 207 - Torture

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Chapter 207: Torture

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Ethan narrowed his eyes. “Take off his mask.”

Several guards walked towards Spark.

He raised his eyes. His gaze, as sharp as a blade, swept at the guard, making them too scared to move.

Spark raised his hand, took off the mask, and threw it aside, revealing his arrogant and handsome face.

Ethan drew a joking smile. “It’s really you, Spark Alva! Tell me, where did you hide those people! If you tell me, maybe I can spare your life.”

Spark looked at Ethan contemptuously as if in his eyes, Ethan was nothing but an ant.

“Since I dared to come back, I never thought about staying alive. You can kill me now.”

He said slowly, without any fear.

The guards beside him secretly exclaimed.

Emperor You was Emperor You. He was just as brave as in the rumors.

Ethan supported his chin with his hand. “Really? Do you really dare to die? Why not open your collar and look at your chest?”

Spark pulled open his collar, only to see a red mark on his chest, which was slightly protruding and looked about the size of a fingernail.

He couldn’t be more familiar with this.

This was… Co-existent Bewitching Bug!

“Guess who the other bug was planted in?” Ethan said slowly, his tone full of joy. “Yes, it’s the girl you love the most. Spark Elva, if you die… she will die as well. Only when you live, can she live! Hahaha…”

Spark’s pupils shrank with a jerk, and he suddenly clenched his hands and turned his eyes to Bert. Blood stained his eyes as if a red storm was brewing inside.

After a moment’s stalemate, he relaxed his hands and his thin lips paled. “Tell me, what do you want?”

“I’m going to torture you cruelly and make you feel worse off than death!” Ethan slowly stood up, smiling wickedly. “Come on, climb over on your knees like a dog. Beg me not to kill you!”

Spark stared at him coldly, his eyes gloomy and fierce like wolves.

Ethan raised his eyebrows. “Why? You don’t want to do that? Then let her die with you. At least you two can be together in h.e.l.l.”

Claire…

Spark clutched the mark on his heart and slowly closed his eyes. Then, with a plop, he knelt on the ground.

Ethan was a little surprised.

He thought that Spark would rather die than surrender, but he underestimated his love for the girl.

For a little girl, he even gave up his dignity.

Ridiculous!

Spark, supporting the ground with both hands, crawled in front of Ethan bit by bit on his knees. He gritted his teeth and said word by word, “Please… don’t kill me…”

Ethan stretched out a foot towards him. “I’m not satisfied. I want you to beg me with the East Continent’s most humble etiquette!”

Spark’s back was stiff. He stared at the foot in front of him, and after a while, he leaned down and put his forehead against Ethan’s toes. “Please…”

“Hahaha…” Ethan laughed wanton and kicked Spark to the ground. “How pathetic you are! You deserve it. Look at your servile manner!”

Spark slowly clenched his fingers and clasped the ground fiercely.

“I’ve played enough today.” Ethan looked at the guards below. “Beat him up, then throw him into the dungeon.”

The guards rushed over and surrounded Spark on the ground, punching and kicking him.

Spark gritted his teeth and endured it like a corpse, showing no resistance.

In the end, he was drenched in blood when the guards threw him into the dungeon.

The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 206 - You Must Come Back Alive

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Chapter 206: You Must Come Back Alive

Spark picked up Claire and carried her towards the helicopter.

Claire clenched the man’s clothes tightly. Although they had escaped, she still felt uneasy.

“Claire, don’t be afraid.” Spark lowered his head, kissed Claire’s cheeks and lips, and then embraced her hard.

He buried his head in her neck and his voice couldn’t stop trembling. “Claire… I regret it. I shouldn’t have dragged you into the abyss, shouldn’t have involved you in these disputes…”

It was so dangerous to stay by his side. What right did he have to ask her to stay?

Claire pressed her face against the man’s chest, listening to the rhythm of his heart beating.

Soon, the plane landed.

Spark came down holding Claire. There were a few dilapidated earthen houses in the distance.

This place was familiar.

Claire looked around and was startled.

This was the West Continent!

A few steps forward was her home.

Spark put Claire on the ground and held her shoulders to let her lean on a tree.

“Claire, take a rest here. People will find you soon.”

Upon hearing this, Claire grabbed the man’s hand and asked anxiously. “What do you mean? Where are you going?”

Spark squatted down in front of her and said hesitantly, “Claire, I have to go back.”

“No! No!” Claire suddenly became agitated and desperately shook her head, her eyes all red. “Don’t go back. Please stay! Go back with me to see my mother…”

“Claire, calm down. Listen to me…” Spark held up the girl’s face and comforted her. “Noah, my subordinates and my people, they’re still in the East Continent. I can’t abandon them at this time and become a coward. I must go back and deal with the mess.”

“Come back to me when you are done, OK?” Claire looked at him with expectant, begging eyes, eager for a definite answer.

Could he really… promise her?

Spark covered his face with both hands.

After quite a while, he raised his head and forced a pale smile at Claire. “Of course, of course, I’ll be back. How can I be willing to leave Claire, so… wait for me here, okay?”

Claire still held onto the man tightly, refusing to let go. She raised her small face, and tears rolled down the corners of her eyes. “You must… must come back alive!”

“OK.” Spark gently stroked the girl’s head.

Claire still wanted to speak when she suddenly felt a tingling pain in her head. Her pupils gradually dilated. Then, she closed her eyes and lost consciousness.

Spark smoothed the girl’s messy hair, wiped away the tears on her cheeks, and patted the dust off her clothes.

He could be filthy, but his Claire must be clean.

“Claire, throw away this memory and live your life. It doesn’t matter even if you… forget me forever.”

Spark looked at Claire’s face carefully, remembering her fan-like long eyelashes, delicate nose, and pink lips.

Then, he kissed her for the last time. He was so careful like a devout believer.

You Palace, outside the gate.

Ethan leaned against the chair, c.o.c.ked his leg at will, sitting in a leisurely posture, with one hand gently resting on his knees.

Bert stood beside him.

The area under the steps was covered with corpses. Blood flowed across, and the breath of death enveloped the entire You Palace.

In dead silence, footsteps suddenly sounded on the floor.

In the distance, a tall figure was walking over, and his steps were graceful and unhurried.

It was Spark Alva.

He stepped on a pool of blood, even under these circ.u.mstances, he remained majestic and awe-inspiring.

The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 205 - Bert Had Rebelled

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Chapter 205: Bert Had Rebelled

“Hmm…” Claire opened her eyes and looked at the clear sky above her head. In a blink of an eye, it was already the second winter.

“Does it really not snow in the East Continent? Every winter, I used to watch the snow with my mother.”

“It turns out that you miss your mother.” Spark wiped Claire’s lips with his fingers and said with a smile, “Then I will accompany Claire home, okay?”

Claire sat up with a jerk, surprised and delighted. “Really?”

“Yes, when I finish the work at hand.” Seeing the girl smile, Spark was happy too. “If possible, bring your mother to the East Continent, OK?”

“My mother… is not in good shape.” Claire hesitated.

Spark squeezed her cheek. “It’s okay. I will have the best doctor treat her.”

Claire’s eyes sparkled and she couldn’t hide her joy.

A guard came to the back garden. “Emperor You.”

Spark’s face instantly turned cold. He stood up and dropped a kiss between Claire’s eyebrows. “I have something to tend to. I’ll have Noah come over to accompany you.”

Not long after, Noah came over.

Seeing the man leaving in a hurry, Claire asked. “Is he very busy these days?”

During this period of time, she didn’t see him much.

Even if he came to her, he only had the time to say a few words before being called away.

Noah’s expression was unnatural. “The East Continent has been a bit turbulent recently.”

At night, Claire took a shower.

Spark helped her dry her hair and hugged her to bed.

Claire suddenly raised her head and asked. “If two people promise each other to meet in the next life, will they meet in the next life?”

“Idiot, how can there be such a thing as the next life?” Spark held up Claire’s small face and looked into her eyes in the dark. “So, we must cherish the person we want to love in this life and spend more time with that person.”

“You’re really not romantic.” Claire grumbled and fell into his arms.

In sleep, she vaguely heard the man whispering in her ear.

He said, “Claire, there is a sea of flowers in the East Continent, which is very beautiful. I will take you to see it after a while.”

Early in the morning, Claire was awakened.

There was deafening gunfire downstairs.

The door was suddenly knocked open, and Noah rushed in with a gun. “Miss Claire, come with me!”

She took Claire and ran out, and the servants downstairs fled around. The crowd was surging outside the gate, and blood was splattered everywhere.

Claire asked in surprise. “What happened?”

Noah gritted her teeth and said angrily, “Bert has rebelled. He killed several other elders of the Menglai Clan and removed the Co-existent Bewitching Bugs of Hesa Army. The army members have fled with their lovers. Bert and Ethan Muller, the son of the former King of Li Kingdom, colluded and led soldiers to attack the You Palace. This battle… we won’t be able to win this battle, but don’t be afraid. We will protect you.”

Claire’s heart did a flip and she immediately asked. “Where is Spark?”

“I’ll take you to see Emperor You now.” Noah guarded in front of Claire, took her to go to the back garden, and got into a secret tunnel leading directly to the outside of You Palace.

When they left the secret tunnel, they saw Spark standing not far away.

Claire hurried over and threw herself into his arms, finally relieved. “Are you alright? What should we do now? What can I do for you?”

“I’m fine.” Spark stroked her head gently.

A helicopter landed in front of them.

Noah clenched the gun in her hand. “Emperor You, take Miss Claire to go away first. I will cover you.”

With that, she turned around resolutely and went back into the secret tunnel.

The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 204 - : Come Give Me A Hug

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Chapter 204: Come Give Me A Hug

Claire lunged to her feet with a swish. “I’m going to call the doctor!”

Spark grabbed her wrist. “You don’t need to call a doctor. It won’t hurt if you sleep with me.”

“…”

Claire blushed, and after quite a while she cursed. “You are nuts!”

She was in a huff like an angry little hamster.

His Claire was so cute.

Spark held back his laughter. He raised his head, looked at her expectantly, and continued to coax. “Claire… it really hurts. Come, hug me.”

Alright…

Claire surrendered to his pitiful look.

She took off her shoes and socks and slowly climbed onto the bed. Before she could lie down, she was slammed into his arms by the man.

Spark wrapped his arms around Claire’s waist and pressed his chin against her head.

Claire slowly closed her eyes, and to her surprise, she slept very peacefully in the man’s arms.

During the period of recuperating, perhaps out of guilt, Claire had been taking care of him, staying by his bed.

A week later, Spark’s injury healed.

Early in the morning, Claire hadn’t woken up yet, and Spark had breakfast in the hall.

The servants cast doubtful glances at him.

Emperor You seemed to be in a good mood recently and had thrown tantrum less often. He wasn’t even as picky as usual.

At this time, Bert walked into the hall.

Spark slowly put down the tableware and asked him. “I heard that you have the ability to erase the memories of others?”

Bert nodded and replied. “Yes, whose memory do you want to erase?”

“No one. I just asked.”

Bert smiled and said, “If you want to learn, I can teach you.”

Spark raised his eyes.

Claire didn’t wake up until noon, and Noah brought her lunch in time.

After eating and drinking to her fill, she went downstairs for a walk, and when she walked to the door, she saw Spark standing outside, opposite a beautiful woman.

She was obviously not a servant of the You Palace, and she didn’t seem to be afraid of Spark.

Claire couldn’t see Spark’s expression, but she could see the woman was talking with a smile, and the two seemed to know each other very well.

Noah said on the side, “That is the daughter of the Secretary-General.”

“OK.” Claire was expressionless, but she secretly clenched her hands and returned upstairs.

In the afternoon, Spark came to her room.

Claire was lying on her side on the bed with her back facing him.

He sat by the bed and held Claire’s shoulders. “Claire, let’s go out to enjoy the sun.”

But he got no response.

Spark leaned close to Claire’s ear and blew a breath to her ear naughtily.

Claire suddenly grabbed the pillow and hit the man’s face. “Get lost…”

The man caught the pillow, feeling a little at a loss. “Claire, what’s the matter with you?”

Claire said huffily, “Go find someone else to sunbathe with you!”

“Who do you mean?”

“The secretary-general’s daughter.”

Hearing this, Spark chuckled. He cupped Claire’s small face with both hands, and asked with a smile. “Claire is jealous?”

“No.” Claire still drew a long face.

The man’s eyes were full of joy. He was as happy as a child and coaxed her. “Claire, don’t be angry. She has been pestering me, but I drove her out of the palace a long time ago.”

Claire still ignored him.

Spark leaned his head against Claire’s face and rubbed affectionately. “Claire, throw a tantrum at me more. I like it.”

Claire frowned.

Are you insane?

In the garden, Claire was lying on a wicker chair, narrowing her eyes and feeling a little drowsy in the warm sun.

Spark came over slowly and squatted down beside Claire, pus.h.i.+ng away the scattered hair from her forehead. “Is it warm?”

The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 203 - Her God

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Chapter 203: Her G.o.d

The entire You Palace was shrouded in haze and was suffocatingly depressing. Because of Claire, Spark became even more grumpy and capricious.

The hall was in dead silence.

Spark sat at the long table, leaning over, with his legs folded. His posture was elegant and lazy, and he tapped the tabletop gently with his long and slender fingers.

There was a trace of coldness in his dark eyes, which seemed to want to shoot out at any time.

“If you can’t even handle a little thing like this, what good do I need you for?”

There was a plop.

The man in front of him fell to the ground, s.h.i.+vering, too scared to speak.

He knew that he was doomed.

Spark grabbed the gun on the table and pointed it at the man’s head.

Several guards rushed in, waiting to drag the body out.

The servants shrank into the corners, covering their eyes and daring not to look.

However, after a long while, no gunshots were heard.

Spark threw the gun to the ground irritably. “Get out!”

The guards’ eyes widened, and they didn’t understand why Emperor You didn’t kill this man.

Noah stared at Spark.

This was not the first time.

Since Miss Claire fainted for no reason, Emperor You never killed anyone again.

Claire’s neck was wrapped with gauze, the wound was tingling, and her knife had been taken away. It was to prevent her from committing suicide again. There was nothing sharp left in the room.

During this time, she never saw Spark again.

In the afternoon, the sun was warm.

Claire casually ate some food but didn’t have any appet.i.te.

She walked outside the gate to get some fresh air and found that the snow had melted into water and even the snowman was gone.

“Claire!”

A call suddenly sounded behind her.

Claire turned her head and saw Spark standing on the steps.

His pupils shrank. “Claire! Avoid it fast!”

Claire stood stupefied. Before she could react, she saw Spark rus.h.i.+ng down the steps and bolting towards her.

The man’s tall figure, carrying a ray of warm suns.h.i.+ne, dazzled her eyes.

At this moment, it seemed as if her G.o.d walked down the altar for her.

Spark suddenly hugged Claire into his arms, and an arrow pierced his shoulder blade.

Countless arrows, like dense raindrops, shot from mid-air, all stabbing the man’s back.

But he held Claire firmly in his arms, blocking all the arrows for her.

In the end, unable to hold out anymore, he knelt to the ground holding Claire.

Claire turned pale and looked at the man with widened eyes. Her eyes suddenly turned red, and a teardrop slipped down quietly.

Spark’s heart s.h.i.+vered.

Claire cried.

She shed tears in front of him for the first time.

Claire stared at his b.l.o.o.d.y shoulder blade, and her lips trembled. “You… your injury…”

Spark slowly raised his hand and wiped the tears on Claire’s cheek with his fingers, forcing a pale smile. “Claire, don’t cry… It’s okay. It doesn’t hurt at all…”

He gritted his teeth, stood up with difficulty, and returned to the palace with Claire in his arms.

“He’s there. Take him!”

A group of guards rushed in from outside.

Spark was exhausted and fell to the ground.

It wasn’t until late at night that he woke up. He opened his eyes only to see a head on the bedside.

He slowly raised his hand, resisting the pain behind his back, and stroked that head lightly.

Suddenly, the head moved.

Claire raised her head, her eyes red and swollen, and she stammered a bit sleepily. “Well… does your wound still hurt?”

She wanted to care about him but felt embarra.s.sed

So cute.

Spark wanted to tease her and deliberately groaned. “It hurts… It hurts like h.e.l.l!”

The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 202 - I'm Really Getting Angry

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Chapter 202: I’m Really Getting Angry

When she was only one step away from the plane, a few bodyguards suddenly appeared and stood in front of her.

Claire stepped back subconsciously, but there were guards behind her as well.

She was literally hemmed in.

The head guard said coldly, “Please come back with us.”

Claire took a breath. “I am not from the East Continent. Let me go home!”

The guard lowered his head and stopped talking.

“Claire.”

A deep voice sounded as if coming from the depths of h.e.l.l, making Claire’s heart s.h.i.+ver.

A tall figure stepped forward.

It was Spark.

He held Claire’s shoulders. A raging flame rose from the bottom of his eyes, almost turning his eyes red. He cracked a bloodthirsty smile and said slowly, “Claire, I’m really getting angry now.”

Claire was taken back to You Palace again.

The snowman she made was still standing by the gate and was covered with gla.s.s so as not to be destroyed.

When they came to the room, Spark pressed Claire on the bed.

For so long, he had always been gentle to her, afraid of hurting or scaring her. This was the first time he pushed her so hard.

Spark squeezed the girl’s chin and said angrily, “Claire, look, the snow outside hasn’t melted yet. I’ve done so much for you. I want to give you the best things in the world, but you’re still trying to run away from me!”

Claire glared at him fiercely. “I don’t need you to do this. I just want to go home!”

The man’s eyes narrowed and he said coldly, “What did you say?”

Holding back for so long, Claire finally couldn’t help but yell out. “I said I hate you, dislike you. I’m not moved by what you did for me. Every minute and every second of staying by your side is suffering… Umm!”

Spark leaned down and kissed her lips fiercely. He sniffed the breath of her body, then pried open her lips with his tongue and invaded her mouth.

Claire wanted to struggle, but he grabbed her wrists and pressed them on the top of her head.

In desperation, she bit the man’s tongue as hard as she could until a b.l.o.o.d.y smell spread in her mouth, but the man didn’t flinch as if he couldn’t feel the pain. Instead, he kissed her deeper and deeper and their bodies entangled together.

Even if he would fall into the abyss of h.e.l.l, she must fall with him in it together.

It wasn’t until Claire couldn’t breathe that Spark finally let go.

Seeing the girl’s blood-stained lips, he paused and seemed to regain his sense of reason. “Claire…”

Claire hid in the corner of the bed and curled up, her eyes full of fear and panic.

“Claire…” Spark extended his hand towards her.

“Don’t come over!” Claire screamed uncontrollably, trembling all over.

The man’s hand froze in the air, and in the end, it fell feebly. He felt as if his heart was being severely torn by someone.

Claire’s horrified eyes were like a knife that was cutting him into pieces.

Spark almost begged. “Claire… don’t look at me with that kind of look… Don’t be afraid of me…”

Even if she hated him, beat him, scolded him, or threw a tantrum at him, he could accept it… but she couldn’t be afraid of him!

At this moment, Claire suddenly grabbed a knife and stuck it on her neck. “Let me go home. Otherwise… I will kill myself!”

Spark’s pupils shrank. He stared at the sharp blade, breathing heavily. “What if I say no?”

Claire gritted her teeth, held the knife, and swiped it against her own neck hard.

In an instant, big drops of blood spilled on the sheets.

“Claire!”

Accompanied by a horrified roar, Spark quickly rushed over.

Holding Claire in his arms and tightly covering the wound on her neck, his hands trembled uncontrollably.

“Doctor! Call a doctor!”

The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 201 - Live Together To An Old Age

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Chapter 201: Live Together To An Old Age

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“No problem.” Bruce knelt down quickly.

Amelia climbed onto his back and evoked a cold smile.

Under the streetlamp, Bruce smiled wickedly, thinking about his dirty plans.

On his back, Amelia took out a knife, slowly put it in front of the man, pressed it against his neck. She sliced it smoothly, and cut his carotid artery.

In an instant, a burst of blood spluttered out.

Amelia immediately jumped off his back.

Bruce clutched his neck, staring at her in shock, and let out a hoa.r.s.e voice from his throat. “You…”

Before he could speak, he fell to the ground with a plop, and the blood continued to gush out.

Amelia stood in front of him and said with a grin, “Congratulations, you are favored by the G.o.d of death tonight!”

The man gaped in shock, his face distorted with horror. “Dea… Death Alliance…”

Amelia squatted down and inserted a knife into his heart with a smile.

Then, she put on gloves, untied the man’s belt, and took out a sharper scalpel from her pocket.

Afternoon.

Claire pushed open the window, and a biting chill came in. She lay prostrate on the edge of the window and asked. “Has anything big happened recently?”

Noah replied. “I heard that a new organization has emerged in the East Continent, called the Death Alliance, and it has caused a lot of commotion. It has been killing people recently.”

Claire raised her eyebrows.

It was gloomy outside.

“The winter is coming. Is it going to snow?”

Noah shook her head. “No, it hasn’t snowed in the East Continent in ten years.”

“Do you like snow?” Spark walked into the room.

He picked up a blanket, and wrapped Claire with it from behind.

Noah left the place sensibly.

Claire didn’t speak anymore.

The next day, when she woke up, there was a sudden noise outside the window.

Noah ran into the room and said with a smile, “Miss Claire, it’s snowing!”

Snow?

Claire pushed open the window and saw that it was all white outside.

Noah pulled Claire downstairs.

Only after they ran out the door did they find that it wasn’t really snow.

Several helicopters hovered above, ejecting artificial snowflakes, which danced and fell down from the sky, soon covering the whole You Palace.

Spark walked over, lifted off his coat, and wrapped Claire into his arms. “Sorry, I can’t give you real snow. Just take this first.”

Claire reached out to gather a piece of snowflake in her hand. Watching it melt in her palm, she smiled.

“If our hair turns white in the same snow, we may take it as that we’ve lived together to an old age.” Spark gently stroked Claire’s hair and spoke in an extremely tender voice. “I hope that one day, I can accompany you to see real snow. ”

Although the snow was fake, Claire still made a snowman.

When she was back in her room, her phone rang.

It was a signal from Amelia.

Some time ago, Claire asked them to help her get an ID card and a pa.s.sport and buy an air ticket to the West Continent for her.

This signal meant that the task was already done.

The next day, Claire left the You Palace. Every time she went out, guards followed her secretly.

She came to a mall and walked into the bathroom.

Eugene was waiting inside. He gave her what she needed, and exchanged clothes with her.

He was pet.i.te and slender, and as an actor, he knew how to pretend to be a woman.

Eugene was disguised as Claire and led the guards of the You Palace away. At the same time, Claire walked out of the bathroom in a mask.

She went straight to the airport and pa.s.sed the security check as quickly as possible.

At this moment, a shout suddenly came from behind. “Come on! Stop her!”

She turned her head and saw a group of guards rus.h.i.+ng over.

d.a.m.n it!

Claire gritted her teeth and ran towards the plane.

The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 200 - I'll Redeem Him

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Chapter 200: I’ll Redeem Him

Only then did Eugene recover from the shock and started to sing, his voice trembling a little.

His eyes turned moist as he sang.

Although he was not a famous actor, there was a girl standing in the heavy rain, listening to him sing.

The girl was wearing a veil, looking at him under the stage. When the eyes met, even the sound of rain had become gentle.

This person, like his savior, was more important than ten thousand audiences alone.

Holding up the umbrella, Claire stood in the rain and quietly listened to him from beginning to end, without any impatience.

At the end of the performance, Eugene wanted to step down the stage to thank her.

But the girl disappeared in a blink of an eye.

A week later, the weather cleared up.

In the troupe, Eugene was lying on the ground, clutching the trouser legs of the head, and roared desperately. “No, Head, you can’t sell me!”

The head looked indifferent. “Why can’t I? You’re nothing but my slave. I can sell you to anyone. You should thank your pretty face. Otherwise, the big boss won’t even look at you. You should be grateful!”

“Please don’t…” Eugene dense shook his head vigorously, crying and begging. “Let me stay. I want to sing. I will work hard and make you more money!”

The head of the troupe snorted. “You wis.h.!.+ You’re better suited as a rich man’s plaything.”

Everyone burst into laughter.

“I will redeem him.”

At this time, a casual voice sounded.

Everyone turned their heads, only to see Claire walking over slowly.

Eugene’s eyes suddenly widened and his eyes lit up.

It’s her!

The head of the troupe looked at Claire with contempt. “Little girl, where are you from? Don’t make trouble!”

Claire tore a check and threw it in front of him. “Look, is this enough?”

The head of the troupe took a look, and his face instantly changed, and he immediately gave a fawning smile. “Enough, enough…”

“He’s mine now, right?”

The head of the troupe kept nodding.

Claire looked down at Eugene on the ground. “Stand up.”

Eugene stood up blankly.

Claire took him to a small western-style building.

When they entered the door, Kenny and Jacob were drinking in the dining hall. Amelia was lying prostrate on the sofa, watching cartoons. Seeing Claire, she rushed over, hugged Claire’s legs, and began to complain. “The two of them keep drinking and ignore me!”

Claire stroked her hair. “Kids shall not drink.”

“Huh? Who is he?” Amelia stared at Eugene curiously.

Under the veil, Claire smiled. “He is a new member.”

In the living room, Eugene was sitting on the sofa, looking a little cramped.

Claire was quickly tapping on the keyboard. “There is a new task.”

They all craned their necks towards the screen.

Claire pointed to the photo on the computer. “This person is called Bruce, a child trafficker. Who is going to solve him?”

Amelia raised her little hand. “Me, me. This kind of jerk is my favorite prey!”

Late at night.

Bruce came out of the nightclub drunk, walking on a secluded path, and suddenly heard someone sobbing.

Following the sound, he saw a black, curled-up shadow by the roadside. When he came closer, he found that it was a little girl, crying with her head buried in her arms.

Bruce squatted down and asked. “Little girl, what’s wrong with you?”

The little girl raised her head, her delicate face full of tears. She bit her pink lip, crying pitifully, her voice childish. “I… I am lost. I don’t know how to go home, boohoo…”

Bruce secretly grinned.

This girl should be able to sell at a good price.

He immediately smiled and coaxed. “Don’t cry, girl. Let me take you home, okay?”

“Okay, thank you, Uncle!” Amelia stood up, pointed at her ankle, and looked at Bruce with her innocent eyes. “Uncle, my feet hurt. Can you carry me?”

The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 199 - Welcome To The Death Alliance

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Chapter 199: Welcome To The Death Alliance

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Claire took the boy back to the apartment to treat him.

The boy didn’t wake up until the third night.

Claire leaned on the sofa, and Amelia put her head on her knees.

The boy’s head was wrapped in gauze, and he looked at them blankly.

Claire asked lazily. “What’s your name?”

He opened his pale lips and his voice was hoa.r.s.e. “Kenny Lewis. You saved me…”

“It’s me, but I won’t save you for no reason. You need to return the favour..”

“What… do you want from me?”

Claire smiled and said unhurriedly, “Follow my orders and work for me.”

At midnight, the wind was piercingly cold.

Claire escaped from You Palace again.

There was an empty car parked on the roadside with the key hanging on the door.

Obviously, Spark had prepared it for her.

It was really tiring to walk down the hillside every time.

Claire got in the car, and Amelia and Kenny followed her.

In the cemetery, it was pitch black and the wind was whistling, like a devil’s cry, adding a touch of gloom and weirdness. A few black crows were perched on the graves.

Jacob collapsed in front of a tombstone, dying. In a trance, he heard a girl’s soft voice.

“Hey! Wake up!”

He opened his eyelids laboriously and vaguely saw three figures in front of him.

A few days later, Jacob woke up and found himself in a strange room with three people standing by the bed.

A girl with a white gauze covering her face, a boy, and a little girl.

“Who… are you?!”

Amelia opened her arms and smiled warmly. “Welcome to… the Death Alliance!”

——

It was raining outside.

In the theater, it was noisy.

The head of the troupe kicked Eugene on the ground and stomped on his shoulder severely. “You want to play the leading role? Who do you think you are?! I am the most famous actor on the East Continent. Who the f*ck are you?!”

Eugene raised his head, revealing his beautiful face and his charming eyes.

He sneered. “You’ve been trying to bring me down all this time. Is it because my voice is better than yours, and you’re afraid that I will take your place?!”

“You think too highly of yourself! Okay, I’ll let you sing. Let’s see how many people come to support you!” The head of the troupe said viciously.

A few days later, Eugene wore beautiful makeup and went on stage to sing.

It was his first time singing on the stage, and there was no one in the audience.

The head of the troupe was a famous actor in the East Continent. He was very popular and knew a lot of celebrities. Every time he performed, many people would come to support him.

Hearing it would be an unknown actor to perform today, no one was willing to come.

The head of the troupe purposely had the canopy removed.

Everyone in the troupe was waiting to see Eugene make a scene of himself.

At the door, the ticket seller yawned and began to doze.

A slender figure came over from the rain and put away the umbrella.

Claire stood under the eaves, her veil fluttering in the wind, and her white and delicate jaw looming.

“Can I buy a ticket?”

The ticker seller’s eyes widened and he explained. “It’s not our troupe head’s show today. It’s Eugene singing.”

Claire asked coldly. “Can’t I listen to his show?”

“You can, but the canopy is removed. You’ll have to stand in the rain and listen to him sing.”

Claire raised her hand. “I have an umbrella.”

Uncle was speechless. “Well…”

Claire frowned, asking impatiently. “Are you going to sell me a ticket or not?”

The ticket seller could only do so.

On the stage, Eugene braced himself up to sing, when he saw a girl walking in with an umbrella. He was stunned and stiffened.

Claire raised her umbrella slightly, revealing her cold face, and looked at the man on the stage. “Why don’t you start singing?”

The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 198 - Have You Ever Eaten Human Flesh?

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Chapter 198: Have You Ever Eaten Human Flesh?

Noah was shocked.

Rape?

Such a little kid?!

Spark glanced at her and said indifferently, “Throw her out.”

“Wait.” A cold voice rang.

Standing on the stairs, Claire looked at Spark earnestly. “I want to save her.”

Spark walked quickly towards Claire and pulled her hair behind her ears, his eyes tender. “OK, but she can’t stay in You Palace. I will arrange a place for her and have a servant take care of her. ”

He never refused Claire’s request.

Spark arranged a small apartment outside.

Claire went with him.

In the room, the little girl woke up quietly.

Her skinny body was curled up into a ball, looking at them with her watery eyes. Her pupils were bright and clear, full of fear and panic.

Sitting opposite her, Claire casually crossed her legs and asked lazily. “What’s your name?”

“Amelia…” the little girl said tremblingly, her voice weak.

Claire glanced at her and saw that her arms were covered with bruises and scars, her slender neck had a circle of pinch mark, and she was so skinny that her ribs protruded and were even visible under her dress.

“What did they do to you?”

Amelia said innocently, “Auntie… hit me with a stick, put boiling water on me, tied me up, and didn’t give me food. Uncle took off my clothes and touched my body, including even my private parts. It hurt so much… ”

Claire narrowed her eyes, which were filled with a chill.

After a moment of silence, she said, “I saved you, so you will have to work for me, understood?”

Amelia nodded vigorously. “I will be good!”

The door was knocked at this moment. “Miss Claire, you should go back.”

Claire slowly got up. “I will come to see you again if I have time.”

Back in the You Palace, before entering the door, the man rushed out quickly and slammed Claire into his arms.

“Why did you come back so late? I missed you so much.” Spark held up Claire’s small face and put his forehead against hers affectionately. His eyes were so full of love, which almost drowned her.

“…”

She had only been away for less than an hour.

“Are you hungry? I’ve had the kitchen prepare food.” Spark led Claire in.

The servants served the food.

Claire picked up a piece of vegetable and stuffed it into her mouth.

Spark sat opposite, propping his chin with a hand and gazing at her with a smile. He suddenly asked. “Claire, have you ever eaten human flesh?”

Claire stiffened.

The man’s eyes gradually cooled, and he muttered. “I have. It was my parents’ flesh. Since then… I can’t eat meat anymore.”

He spoke slowly as if he was talking about something ordinary.

Claire pursed her lips, resisting the urge to vomit. After a second, she slapped the knife and fork down, losing her appet.i.te.

Late at night.

Claire used the computer to hack the system of You Palace and climbed over the wall to go out. She knew that the guards of You Palace were following her in secret.

Knowing that she could not escape, Spark allowed her to occasionally escape out of the You Palace, which was the maximum freedom he could give her.

Claire took Amelia out of the apartment.

Amelia held her hand. After these days, she looked much better and her small face had become fair. “Where are we going?”

“Go find someone.”

They came under a cliff.

“There is someone over there!” Amelia exclaimed and ran forward.

Under the cliff, a boy was on the ground with his head knocked against a stone. The blood had dried up. Claire squatted down and put a finger under his nose. His breathing was weak but he was still alive.

The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 197 - The Abused Little Girl

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Chapter 197: The Abused Little Girl

The girl was curled up in the bed, and her pitch-black hair was as smooth as silk. The moonlight fell on her face. Her skin was delicate and fair, her long eyelashes, like b.u.t.terfly wings, trembled with her breath. She was sleeping peacefully, and her usual cold face looked like a pear blossom with raindrops in spring.

Under her delicate nose, her pink lips were slightly curled up, glowing with a seductive l.u.s.ter.

Spark held his head with a hand and played with the hair beside her ear with his fingers, and a gleam of affection flickered across his eyes.

“Claire…”

He whispered.

Claire seemed not to be sleeping well and frowned slightly.

Spark stretched out his hand, smoothed her eyebrows, and his thin lips curled up in a pampering smile.

Claire looked so cute in her sleep.

Spark came over every night then onwards.

He leaned against the bed, staring at Claire’s sleeping face, unwilling to look away for even half a minute.

At this moment, Claire opened her eyes suddenly and happened to meet his gaze.

The man looked startled and panicked about being caught. “Did I wake you up?”

In fact, every night he came, Claire was awake.

He held her hand, kissed her face secretly, played with her hair, and gazed at her with scorching eyes. How could it not wake her up?

Claire s.h.i.+fted her gaze down and looked at the man’s knees. “You…”

Spark’s lips moved up. “It doesn’t hurt at all.”

“OK.” Claire looked away.

Spark moved his head closer, his eyes flickering. “Claire, are you worried about me?”

Claire’s voice was cold. “No.”

The man grabbed her hand and dropped a gentle kiss. “It doesn’t matter. I’ll just pretend that you care about me.”

During the day, Claire walked out of the You Palace.

Looking around, there were towering mountains in the distance. It was quiet and secluded here and the air was fresh.

She stood outside the door, while guards pa.s.sed by from time to time. There were guards in every corner, making it extremely hard for her to escape.

The You Palace was very large, and Claire’s room faced south. She pa.s.sed through multiple corridors and found that there was an independent villa near the north, which contained many women and children. They talked and laughed and seemed to have a leisurely life.

Claire observed from afar.

“Curious about who they are?” The man’s voice suddenly sounded in her ears.

Claire turned her head, only to see Bert standing behind her. The white silk covering his eyes fluttered in the wind.

Claire glanced at him.

He lowered his eyes, looked at Claire’s veiled small face, and smiled. “I am from the Menglai Clan. Have you heard of the Menglai Clan?”

Claire said indifferently, “Yes, you are good at making bewitching bugs, right?”

Bert pointed to the detached villa in the distance. “They are all families and lovers of members of Hesa Army, including their wives, mothers, and children.”

Claire was curious. “Why are they locked up?”

Bert replied. “We’ve developed a kind of bewitching bug, called Co-existent Bewitching Bug, and planted it into Hesa Army soldiers and their lovers. When they live, their lovers live, and when they die, their lovers die too. So, for the people they love, they have to fight bravely on the battlefield. True love is not to die for each other, but to do their best to live for each other.”

Claire narrowed her eyes slightly.

This method was really vicious.

Half a month later, Spark could stand up and walk properly.

A group of guards swarmed into the hall, holding a little girl in their arms. She was seven or eight years old, skinny, wearing tattered clothes, and bruised all over. From her sallow face, one could tell she must be severely malnourished.

The leader reported to Spark. “All the Harris have been killed, but… a child was found in the bas.e.m.e.nt of the Harris. She is the niece of Mrs. Harris but had been imprisoned in the bas.e.m.e.nt, beaten up by her aunt and raped by her uncle.”

The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 196 - Don't Touch My Claire

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Chapter 196: Don’t Touch My Claire

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Spark didn’t speak and picked himself up with difficulty. He took three steps and knelt again, his pupils trembling fiercely due to pain.

In the end, he could no longer stand and almost crawled forward, but he still managed to finish kneeling on those more than a thousand steps.

When he arrived at the gate of Gold Chime Temple, Noah hurriedly helped him up.

The skin and flesh of his knees were mangled, with gravel and sand embedded in. Even white bones were faintly visible, and the blood was trickling down his legs to the ground.

Spark pushed Noah away and stumbled into the temple gate.

A huge Buddha statue stood inside.

He knelt down with a plop and straightened his waist.. He raised his head, stared at the Buddha statue rebelliously, and said sternly, “Listen carefully, if there is retribution for me, put it on me. Don’t touch my Claire!”

Noah paced back and forth in anxiety outside.

Soon, Spark staggered out and she immediately came up to him. Before she had time to speak, however, she saw the man shake and fall to the ground severely.

“Emperor You!”

In the evening, the sunset poured into the room.

Claire slowly woke up on the bed, staring at the pure white ceiling, her pupils focusing little by little.

The voice of the servants rang in her ears. “She woke up. She finally woke up!”

On the other side, the doctor was dealing with Spark’s wounds.

His knees were badly mangled. Pebbles were embedded deeply into the flesh, and the doctor had to pick them out one by one and then bandage the wound with medicine.

The potion soaked into the flesh, giving him a heart-piercing pain.

Spark paled and clenched his hands into fists so hard that his bones creaked but he didn’t make any sound at all.

He might have to be in rehab for a long time.

The doctor told him not to walk around at least during this month.

The door was knocked, and a servant reported outside. “Miss Claire is awake.”

Spark got up with a jerk but tore the wound on his knee, causing him to fall severely on the sofa. The gauze soaked in the blood instantly.

Noah hurriedly stopped him. “The doctor said you can’t walk around. Let me get you a wheelchair.”

She got a wheelchair, helped Spark sit on it, and pushed him out.

At the door, the man suddenly said, “Wait, let me look in the mirror first.”

Noah pushed Spark to the bathroom.

Spark stared at himself in the mirror. His hair was messy and his face was gaunt. As he hadn’t slept for a long time, he had a pair of dark circles and his knees were still stained with blood.

He suddenly felt a hint of timidity, and slowly lowered his head, his voice hoa.r.s.e. “I’ll go over later.”

This look would scare Claire.

Noah went to take care of Claire in Spark’s place.

Claire was sitting by the bed, staring at the dead branches outside the window, seemingly in a trance.

“What’s wrong with me?”

Seeing her look well, Noah breathed a sigh of relief and replied. “You suddenly fell into a coma, and the doctors couldn’t find out the reason. The Menglai Clan man said that this was the retribution caused by Emperor You and asked him to go to Gold Chime Temple, kneeling and kowtowing along the way to wash away his sins.”

Claire narrowed her eyes. “And then?”

“To save your life, Emperor You knelt and kowtowed all the way to Gold Chime Temple for five days and five nights without stopping. His knees were all torn and the ground was soaked in his blood.” Noah observed Claire’s reaction, only to find that she looked indifferent and didn’t seem to be moved at all. “Don’t you… have anything to say?”

Claire glanced at Noah sideways. “What should I say?”

Noah couldn’t believe it and said hoa.r.s.ely, “Is your heart… really this cold?”

Claire remained silent.

Late at night, after Claire fell asleep, Spark came to her room alone in a wheelchair.

The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 195 - Retribution

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Chapter 195: Retribution

Spark held up Claire’s hand and kissed it softly. “Claire… Don’t scare me. Wake up…”

This brutal man looked really fl.u.s.tered at this moment.

In three days, he got dozens of doctors to examine Claire.

But none of them could not identify the cause.

“Get me all the doctors in the East Continent!” Spark almost went crazy. He looked really gaunt after guarding Claire sleeplessly for several days.

“Perhaps, it’s retribution.” Bert stood in the corner of the room, his eyes behind the white silk that only had the white but no pupils. He seemed to be looking at the girl on the bed.

Spark cast a murderous gaze at him, his face gloomy under the mask. “What did you say?”

The old man, whose eyes were also covered with white silk next to Bert, said, “Please calm down. As far as we know, people with too much blood on their hands will receive retribution. Perhaps the retribution dared not happen to you, so it fell on Miss Claire.”

Spark sneered coldly. “Do you think I would believe this nonsense?”

The old man’s tone was sincere. “Emperor You, no doctors can find the cause why Miss Claire has been in a coma. Maybe you can try believing it.”

Spark said nothing.

At night, a servant knocked on the door. “It’s time for you to eat.”

He hadn’t eaten or drunk for several days.

The man’s roar came from the room. “Get out! Get the h.e.l.l out, all of you!”

The servant ran away in fright.

Spark sat by the bed and smoothened the scattered bang on Claire’s forehead. He leaned down, and kissed her eyes gently.

“Claire, don’t be afraid…”

He seemed to have made up his mind. Spark got up, and left the room.

On the first floor, Bert was waiting for him.

Spark slowly walked downstairs, his eyes unfathomably dark. “If it is really retribution, how can it be resolved?”

Bert pointed out the door. “There is a Gold Chime Temple to the west. You can go there kneeling and kowtowing along the way to wash away your sins.”

“Are you crazy?!” Noah walked over and stared at Bert. “Gold Chime Temple is in City Wu. Don’t you know how far is it from here? How can you let Emperor You do this?!”

Bert ignored Noah.

Spark rubbed his temple and ordered coldly. “Get prepared. Let’s set off today.”

Noah’s eyes widened in astonishment. “Are you really going to do such a crazy thing?!”

Spark walked to the door, looking to the west, and then, with a plop, he knelt on both knees.

Right after, he got up and walked three steps forward before he knelt again.

Noah gaped in shock, unable to utter a word.

Spark knelt all the way to downtown without stopping. It had been five hours already. He straightened up and knelt on the ground with a loud bang, looking forward resolutely.

The streets were full of people, who were craning their necks to peer.

“It’s Emperor You…”

“What is he doing?”

Halfway through the trip, Spark’s knees had been torn and were badly mangled, dripping with blood.

He gritted his teeth, propped himself up with his arm, staggered forward three steps, and knelt down hard again.

Following behind, Noah watched with horror as the blood spread along the way.

After three days and three nights, they finally arrived at Gold Chime Temple.

Spark supported the ground with both his hands. A fine layer of sweat oozed from his forehead. He pursed his thin, bloodless lips. His breathing was weak. He staggered as if he was about to fall the next second.

Gold Chime Temple was built on the top of the mountain with more than a thousand stairs winding upward.

Noah was anxious. “Please… don’t kneel all the way up, OK?”

The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 194 - He Is A Beast

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Chapter 194: He Is A Beast

The man was ragged and scarred, and his body was trembling with fear.

Spark played with the gun in his hand. “How dare you try and escape under my nose? How do you want to die?”

The man suddenly raised his head, glared at him with resentful eyes, and roared. “G.o.d is watching you! Killing so many people, aren’t you afraid of retribution?! Aren’t you scared that their ghosts will drag you to h.e.l.l?!”

Spark slowly got up and squatted in front of the man. He raised his chin with a gun, and a ferocious crimson gleam flickered in his eyes. “I never believe in retribution. In the East Continent, I am the G.o.d! I am the devil! I will kill anyone who stands in my way, no matter whether they are people or ghosts!”

Then he pointed the gun at the man’s head and pulled the trigger.

With a bang, the blood splattered all over.

Seeing the man fall, he didn’t even blink his eyes and said lightly, “Drag him out and feed the dog.”

Several guards pulled the body out, and a b.l.o.o.d.y breath spread in the hall.

Spark threw the gun aside. The moment he raised his eyes, he suddenly felt a cold gaze on him.

Claire was standing on the stairs with a veil covering half of her face. Her expression couldn’t be seen, only her beautiful eyes were exposed. Her pupils shrank as she stared at him motionlessly.

“Claire…” Spark hurriedly got up and the cruel look on his face was gone. He wanted to walk towards the girl.

Realizing that his hands were stained with blood, he paused and quickly hid his hands behind him. Standing there, he looked at Claire like a helpless child, his eyes filled with intense anxiety.

Claire remained silent and turned to go upstairs.

Soon, Spark chased her into her room. His hands had been wiped clean, and he hugged Claire so hard as if he wanted to melt her into his bones and blood.

There was a hint of fear and panic in his voice. “Claire, I’m sorry. I scared you! Don’t be afraid of me, okay?”

Well, she was not so timid.

It was just that in the past few days, he was so gentle and meticulous to her that she thought he wasn’t as brutal as rumored.

But now she understood that this man, despite pretending to be a dog in front of her, was still a beast in his bones.

During the day, Claire wandered around the palace.

The whole place was extremely quiet and dull. Even the servants immersed themselves in their work and dared not say anything. Having no communication with each other, they lived in extreme fear of losing their lives if they weren’t careful enough.

An army walked into the hall. The soldiers were all st.u.r.dy with a cold expression, carrying a sniper rifle, and walking at a consistent and loud pace. They were well-trained, obviously different from the guards in the palace.

Claire leaned on the railing of the stairs and asked. “Who are they?”

Noah replied from the side. “They are the Hesa Army.”

Hesa? Claire had heard of this famous name.

It was rumored that there were only a hundred of them, but they were very brave and skilled in battle. They were almost invincible, which was why Emperor You was able to destroy the three Kingdoms of East Continent in a short period of time

Claire didn’t speak anymore, and was about to go back to the room.

Suddenly, feeling dizzy, she slumped to the ground and rolled down the stairs.

“Miss Claire!” Noah was shocked and hurriedly took Claire back to her room.

Claire was lying on the bed, her eyes closed tightly. Her face was pale, and she had fallen into a coma.

“Can’t find out the reason? Say it again!” Spark was furious and severely pinched the doctor’s neck, his bloodshot eyes filled with murderous intent.

The doctor trembled with fright. “I… what I said is true. All the physical indexes of Miss Claire are normal…”

Spark directly picked up the gun and put it against the doctor’s head. Seeing Claire on the bed, he stiffened and quickly put down the gun.

He said coldly, “Useless waste! Drag him out and solve him.”

Several guards stepped forward and dragged the doctor out of the room.

The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 193 - I Can Give You Freedom

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Chapter 193: I Can Give You Freedom

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“What are you doing?!” Claire tried to pull her ankle back but accidentally pulled her wound, and gasped in pain.

“Don’t move.” Spark pressed her foot gently as if he was afraid of hurting her. “I heard from Noah that you sprained your foot but refused to see a doctor.”

Claire didn’t say a word.

Spark let go of her ankle and walked into the bathroom.

When he came out, he had a pot of hot water in his hand.

He put the hot water on the floor next to the bed. He picked Claire from the bed, and knelt on one knee. Holding Claire’s foot, he slowly immersed it in hot water..

“Don’t get hurt again.” The man held up the hot water with his palm and poured it on Claire’s ankle. His actions were so careful as if he was treating a treasure.

When the water cooled down, Spark picked up the towel next to him, he gently dried Claire’s foot. He wrapped a bandage around her ankle, and then tucked her feet into the bed.

Claire still maintained a long face.

Spark put his head on the bed, staring at Claire with glowing eyes, like a child begging for candy. “Claire, can I sleep here?”

Claire curled up, grasping the quilt tightly, her eyes full of vigilance. “Go out!”

The man’s bright eyes darkened. He stood up and left the room obediently.

The next day, Claire got paper and pen and drew what she saw last night into a simple map, but there were still many details to be added.

At night, Noah came to the room with a smile on her face. “Miss Claire, shall we go to the garden?”

Claire glanced at her and refused flatly. “Don’t bother.”

Noah did not give up but urged. “Let’s go. There is a surprise for you.”

When they came downstairs, Noah pushed the door of the back garden open, and in an instant, a brilliant light lit up.

In the garden, the trees on both sides were decorated with small lamps. When they flickered, it looked like a star river. Even the petals were coated with fluorescent paint, dotted with small diamonds, and glowing with colorful colors. Looking at them, one seemed to be in a wonderland.

Claire walked on the trail, and every time she stepped on a slate, the slate would instantly glow with white light, as if it was full of magical power, dispelling all the darkness for her.

Noah said, “Emperor You ordered this fearing you’ll get hurt again.”

Claire turned her head and asked. “When did you make this?”

“Today, during the day. In order not to disturb you, Emperor You ordered us to be as quiet as possible.”

She hadn’t heard anything at all.

“Do you like it?”

Behind her came the cold voice of the man.

Claire turned her head and saw Spark walking over.

When he walked to Claire, the man opened his long trench coat and wrapped her tightly in his arms.

Claire struggled but didn’t break away.

Spark put his chin against Claire’s head and gently rubbed it against her head.

Claire frowned irritably.

After a moment of stalemate, something occurred to her and she asked tentatively. “Since you won’t let me leave, I want the right to move freely in this house.”

Upon hearing this, the man narrowed his eyes, and a dangerous aura raged in the dark night.

“Forget it if you don’t agree.” Claire pushed the man away hard, trying to leave.

Spark suddenly grabbed Claire’s arm and stared at her stubborn little face. He seemed to be bewitched by her, the coldness dissipated from his body, and he gave an indulgent smile. “Claire, don’t be angry. I can give you freedom, but only in this You Palace.”

That would be enough. As long as she could move freely here, she would find a chance to escape.

At noon, the sun was s.h.i.+ning.

Spark leaned back on the sofa, his long legs crossed, and his posture exuded extreme elegance.

Two guards dragged a man in and threw him in front of Spark.

The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 192 - Do You Really Remember Nothing?

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Chapter 192: Do You Really Remember Nothing?

She tilted her head, staring at the moonlight outside the window. She put the knife on her chest, and slowly curled up.

Is Mom alright?

She was sleepless all night.

Early in the morning, the door was opened and a woman walked in.

She wore a neat suit, her long hair was pulled into a bun behind her head, and a gun and a walkie-talkie were hanging at her waist. There was something cold and sa.s.sy about her.

Claire’s pupils shrank and she suddenly grabbed the knife beside the pillow. “It’s you?!”

It was this woman who took her away from home.

“What is your purpose for bringing me here?” Claire asked coldly.

The woman looked at her suspiciously. “Do you really remember nothing?”

Claire narrowed her vigilant eyes. “What should I remember?”

The woman fell silent.

After a while, she lowered her head and said, “My name is Noah Baker. From today, I will be your personal bodyguard and take care of your daily life.”

Claire frowned in disgust. “I don’t need it.”

Noah didn’t speak anymore and silently exited the room.

At noon, Noah came in to deliver food.

“You’ve been having trouble with your stomach. Eat something mild.”

Having no good impression of her, Claire asked. “Where is the girl who delivered me food before?”

Noah replied. “Killed.”

Claire’s expression changed. “Why?”

“Because she saw your face.”

Just because of this, she was killed?

Claire subconsciously touched the veil on her face.

Seeing Noah walking outside, Claire called her without any emotion in her tone. “It’s too stuffy in the room. I want to go out for a walk.”

Noah’s eyes slightly lit up, and she seemed a little happy. “OK, but not during the day. I will take you out at night.”

After dark, Noah appeared as promised.

She took Claire out of the room and went to the lobby on the first floor.

The floor paved with black marble reflected blurred figures. Outside the circular arch, there was a cloister with no end in sight.

The overhead chandelier was dim, and the dark gray walls made the empty hall look even more gloomy and depressing.

Seeing Claire, all the servants retreated to the corner. They bowed their heads respectfully, and did not even dare to breathe loudly.

Claire observed the surroundings silently.

She wanted to investigate the place clearly enough so that she could work out a new escape plan.

She followed Noah to the garden and they walked on the cobblestone path.

It was autumn, but it was still full of fresh, delicate flowers here, swaying in the wind.

“These flowers are planted by Emperor You for you. He hired the best gardeners to ensure that they can bloom even in winter.” Noah said as she walked.

Absent-minded, Claire didn’t watch her steps. She suddenly stumbled on a stone, staggered a few steps, and fell to the ground.

With a click, she sprained her ankle.

“Miss Claire!” Noah exclaimed and hurriedly helped Claire up. “Are you alright? I’ll call a doctor right away!”

“No need.” Claire withdrew her arm indifferently and said expressionlessly, “It doesn’t hurt much. I’m going back.”

She turned and limped into the hall.

Noah followed, trying to reach out to help.

Claire frowned, and her voice was cold. “Don’t touch me.”

Returning to the room with difficulty, she lifted the skirt and found that her ankle was bruised and swollen.

Claire didn’t bother to deal with this minor injury.

At midnight, in her sleep, she suddenly felt something cold was touching her ankle.

Claire opened her eyes, only to see a dark figure at the end of the bed.

She immediately turned on the light.

It was Spark.

Sitting by the bed, he had removed the quilt and held Claire’s ankle with one hand.

The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 191 - Claire Is Too Simple

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Chapter 191: Claire Is Too Simple

Late at night, the shadows of the trees were mottled outside the window.

Claire walked to the door, took off the hairpin on her head, inserted it into the keyhole, and twisted it twice.

With a click, the door opened.

When she stepped out of the room, the lights in the dark corridor weren’t on.

Following the route last time, she fumbled down the spiral staircase. The servants should have rested, and the dark hall was dead silent.

Claire climbed out of the window on the first floor. Only then did she finally see that this place was like a huge European-style palace.

It was no exaggeration to say that it was a castle.

Looking up, there were dozens of floors, and a bright moon hung on the spire of the tower.

Claire had discovered that the palace was built on the mountainside.

She climbed over the tall fence, with slippers on her feet, and ran for two hours without stopping before finally reaching the city center.

She couldn’t take a plane without a pa.s.sport.

So she could only go to a long-distance station nearby.

When she came to the ticket window, however, the staff told her that her ID card was required if she wanted to buy a ticket.

Claire leaned against a corner of the wall crestfallen.

She didn’t even have an ID card.

No matter what, since she had escaped, she would find a place to hide first.

She rubbed her hair and got up.

As soon as she walked out of the gate of the station, suddenly countless white lights lit up, s.h.i.+ning towards her at the same time.

The lights were so dazzling that Claire covered her eyes with her hands. From the gap between her fingers, she saw a dozen black cars parked side by side in front of her.

Obviously, they were here for her.

The door of a car was opened, and Spark got out of the car slowly.

Still in a mask, he wore a black s.h.i.+rt, which made his skin look even fairer. His tie was pulled open and hung loosely around his neck. With a hand in his trouser pocket, he walked gracefully towards Claire.

Claire stepped back subconsciously, turning her head to escape.

The man suddenly grasped her shoulders, gently pushed the scattered hair away from her forehead, and said with an indulging smile. “Claire is too simple. Do you think my security system is so easy to be hacked? Even if you hacked the surveillance system, the You Palace is also full of guards, and no one can escape.”

Claire’s eyes widened. “So, you knew it from the beginning? Watching me run out, watching me turn from joyful to anxious, do you enjoy this cat-and-mouse game? Pervert!”

Spark cupped her small face and said creepy words in a gentle tone, “Claire, I am not playing a cat-and-mouse game with you. I just want you to know, even if you escape from my You Palace, you can’t escape from this city. The entire East Continent is my territory. I have eyes everywhere in this place.”

“…”

Claire was exhausted physically and mentally and didn’t want to talk.

Getting in the car, Spark hugged her on his lap and looked at her feet.

Because of running, Claire’s slippers were worn out, and her toes were exposed, red and stiff with cold.

“Idiot, why didn’t you change your shoes when you ran away?” The man bent over, took off Claire’s shoes, and wrapped her little feet in his palms.

Back in the room of the You Palace, Spark put Claire on the bed, then took out a veil and put it on Claire’s face.

Claire turned her head and avoided. “What are you doing?!”

“Put it on. Don’t let anyone see your face.” The man covered half of Claire’s face with the veil and then reached out to unb.u.t.ton her clothes.

Claire quickly grabbed the knife and held it in front of her, like a furious little wild kitten.

“Claire, go take a hot bath.”

Claire looked at the man vigilantly. “I can take a bath myself. Get out!”

“Okay.” Spark stood up and walked out of the room.

The moment the door was closed, Claire seemed to be drained out of strength and fell backward.