The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

Claire glanced at him sideways. “You are more beastly.”

“You don’t understand. This is called active therapy.” Gallon got up and walked into the kitchen.

After he returned with the heated meal, he found Claire sitting on the sofa with a frown.

“What’s wrong?”

Claire handed him the phone directly.

Gallon took it. It showed an email on the screen. The sender’s name was Liam Truman, and the content contained only a few words. It was an invitation asking her to join an organization.

Claire was irritable. “The same email is sent ten times a month. They just never stop.”

Gallon smiled. “What a coincidence, I also received this email.”

“What organization is this?”

Now there were a lot of messy organizations, and she would receive hundreds of similar emails every day, but only a few had persisted as long as this organization.

Gallon replied. “Gods Organization.”

“Gods? What a strange name.” Claire curled his red lips in disgust.

“This organization was established on The East Continent three years ago. The current leader is a woman named Noah Baker, but she is not the creator. No one knows who the true creator is. By the way, did you know that some time ago, our Ye Kingdom and the Li Kingdom on the East Continent joined hands and prepared to develop a specific medicine?”

Claire grunted in response.

She had heard of it.

It was said that this medicine could cure all diseases and even bring people back to life. As soon as the news came out, politicians and dignitaries from the four continents and twelve kingdoms gathered in the Ye Kingdom, waiting to grab the specific medicine.

Now, the world was getting turbulent, and beneath the calm surface, dark tides were surging.

“The Gods Organization exists to prevent the birth of special drugs and destroy the plans of the Ye Kingdom and the Li Kingdom, but the interesting thing is…” Gallon stroked his chin, and a sharp gleam flashed from the bottom of his eyes. “The Gods Organization was founded three years ago, so what was the purpose of its establishment in the first place? If it was only to prevent the birth of the specific medicine, how could the founder predict that the Ye Kingdom and the Li Kingdom will join forces to develop such medicine in three years?”

Claire didn’t say anything.

Gallon raised an eyebrow at her. “Are you interested in finding out? I can help you dig deeper.”

“Not interested.” Claire got up, took the phone from Gallon’s hand, put on her shoes, and walked to the door.

She didn’t want to get involved in this matter.

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The Smiths’ Mansion

“Ada, it’s been a long time since we met.” An arrogant voice sounded in the hall.

A well-groomed woman was leaning on the sofa, wearing a delicate cheongsam and was bedecked with jewels all over. She raised her chin and narrowed her eyes. She wore a contemptuous and condescending look.

The servants served tea, then hurriedly left from there. After that, they hid in the kitchen, and whispered.

“Who is that lady? Even Madam is grovelling in front of her.”

“Ha! Her name is Helen Brook, an old classmate of Madam. There’s nothing special about her family, but her cousin married a big shot who is the current deputy minister in the Ministry of Military and Political Affairs. Hence, she is so arrogant.”

“And her son, that boy is really spoiled by her and makes trouble wherever he goes.”

A chubby eight years old boy was jumping on the sofa in his shoes, having a great time. He was completely a little devil.

Ada looked at the trail of footprints and her heart started to ache.

She had just bought this new sofa two days ago, and it cost a lot of money.

Noticing Ada’s strange expression, Helen sneered. “Ada, look how happy my son is. You won’t mind it, right? This sofa is not worth much, no!”

Ada could only smile. “Sure, I don’t mind…”