deceased

"Ask her to come in." Hayden reached out and gently squeezed Mundra's hand on the table. "If you want to stay, I welcome it. The Pfister family is willing to open the door for you."

Mundra grabbed his hand backhand and looked at it silently.

Hayden thought he was too moved to speak, and scratched his palm with his fingers.

There were footsteps at the door.

The high heels hit the ground, one by one, very rhythmic.

Hayden took Mundella's hand and stood up.

"It's a great honor to see Your Excellency the Marshal again in such a short period of time." Mrs. Demi saluted with a smile.

Hayden smiled back, "It's really refreshing to see Madam's face in such an early morning."

Mrs. Demi said: "I can't wait to see Monica soon. I hope you don't laugh."

"Where." After Hayden finished speaking, he looked at Mundella strangely.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't say a word, not even a little expression.

Mrs. Demi followed his gaze and looked at the pale girl.She was wearing a dark blue dress, which made her facial features softer and looked pitiful, but she had a pair of bright eyes, as bright as cold stars in the sky, with an inhuman coldness.

Mrs. Demi was hesitating whether to ask Hayden to make an introduction, when Hayden said: "Monica, don't you want to say hello to Mrs. Demi?"

Monica?

Mrs. Demi's heart was full of turmoil.She didn't know if this was a coincidence of the same name and surname, or a story about Li Daitao being stiff.She kept her composure, her eyes fixed on Mundra, as if trying to read something from his face.

But nothing.Mundra looked calmer than she did. "Hello."

Mrs. Demi did not answer immediately.She seemed to be thinking about something.

Hayden glanced around between Mrs. Demi and Mundella, and then smiled to smooth the tense atmosphere between the two, "I think she must have not seen you for a long time, so she was so pleasantly surprised."

His words confirmed the speculation in Mrs. Demi's heart.

She didn't know who the person standing in front of her was, but what was certain was that she was using her identity as a niece.

Several thoughts flashed through Mrs. Demi's mind, and finally turned into two choices——

expose her?Not to expose her?

After a little hesitation, she smiled and said, "Not only was she surprised, but I was also surprised." She stepped forward, hugged Mundra gently, and sighed, "My dear Monica, you Lost weight."

Mundra looked up at her.

Mrs. Demi's smile didn't change.

Hayden's doubts dissipated.He laughed. "I think I should give you some alone time. How about going for a walk in the garden? I promise you will like it."

Mrs. Demi smiled: "Of course. Thank you."

She stretched out her hand, grabbed Mundra and walked out.

Hayden stood behind them and watched them leave the house and walk into the bright sunshine.

Mrs. Demi looked forward and asked without turning her head: "Who are you?" The smile was still on her face, but she looked a little cold.

Mundra said indifferently: "You just admitted my identity."

"You and I both know that's not true. I did this because I didn't want to embarrass you too much." Mrs. Demi stopped, pretending to admire the scenery, and observed the surrounding environment catching traces. After making sure that no one was following her, she turned Looking up at him, "I don't know whose new trick this is, but it's botched. Tell me, where is Monica? What the hell are you going to do?"

Mundella said, "She's dead."

Mrs. Demi was taken aback, "Dead?" Her expression became serious, and she carefully confirmed, "Are you sure she is dead?"

Mundra said, "Yeah."

Mrs. Demi asked, "How did she die?"

Mundra said: "Probably, murdered?"

Mrs. Demi looked at his bright eyes and felt that they were like two knives, trying to split her disguise and spread all her secrets in the sun.She stopped and said, "This is impossible!"

Mundra said, "Why?"

"Monica has no enemies!" Mrs. Demi said, "She is just a naive and lively little girl. Many people don't even know her existence. Who will murder her?"

Mundra said, "You know."

Mrs. Demi's face changed slightly, "What do you mean?"

Mundra said: "Refuting your words."

Mrs. Demi said: "I know she was coaxed by Gregory to leave. Don't tell me you don't know who Gregory is."

Mondela didn't answer.He seemed to feel that the answer just now had exhausted his benevolence, so he sat down on the ground, hugged his knees with his hands, rested his head on his knees, and planned to take a nap.

Mrs. Demi felt her heart constrict once again when she saw the presence of his old god.

She had felt this way only four times in her life.

The first time I learned about the ulterior relationship between Monica and Count Gulaba.

The second time was knowing that Gulaba's will said that all the inheritance should be left to Monica.

The third time is knowing that Gregory has discovered the secret of her taking Monica's property and is trying to get close to Monica.

The fourth time is now.

Because she was a little confused about the origin and purpose of this fake Monica, let alone whether what he said was true or false.The only thing she was sure of was that this fake Monica was another deployment by Gregory, just as he had instigated Monica to flee from him.

The reason why she admitted this fake Monica was completely due to two reasons.

First, after she admits to this fake Monica, it will be difficult for the real Monica to show up.Even if she showed up, it was difficult for her to convince others of her identity.After all, there are only a handful of people who have met Monica.

Second, she thought it was Gregory's arrangement.And now, she still doesn't want to turn against him.He knows too many things about her.She even suspected that Gregory spent all his energy investigating her during the years in Putra.

Based on these two points, she easily admitted this fake Monica of unknown origin.She even thought of a way out, if one day the fake Monica's identity was revealed, she could put the blame on Hayden.She thought it was a secret operation by Marshal Hayden, so she tried her best to cooperate.As ridiculous as it sounds, there is always a reason.No one can prove whether she thought so at the time, which means no one can prove that she didn't think so at the time.

Mrs. Demi bent down and gently pushed the drowsy Mundra with her hands, "What are your plans next?"

Mundella replied without thinking, "Go home."

Mrs. Demi asked, "Where is your home?"

"The City of Mar."

Madam Demi's eyes lit up slightly, "You mean the city of Mar in the northwest of the empire?"

Mundra grunted.

Mrs. Demi asked, "How are you going to go?" If the fake Monica went to the northwest, then no one would prove her fake. Of course, even if the real Monica didn't die, it would be even harder to prove herself identity.Even, the fake Monica will die in an accident on the road, completely obliterating the name Monica Gulaba in this world!

Mundra said, "I'm thinking about it."

"I thought, maybe I can help you." Mrs. Demi said.

Mundra finally looked up.

It was a long night and dreamy, so Mrs. Demi immediately took Mundra to bid farewell to Hayden.

Hayden asked unexpectedly, "So fast?"

Mrs. Demi smiled and said, "Yes. She is homesick, so she must go back and have a look."

Hayden said: "But she hasn't left Putra City for a long time."

Mrs. Demi saw his intention to keep her, and hurriedly said: "Her home is not in Putra. In fact, she is from Mar. I am planning to send her back."

Mundra, who was not very happy to be held by her at first, was truly docile after hearing the words.

Hayden's eyes flickered slightly when he heard the words "Ma'er City". Just as he was about to say something, the housekeeper hurried in and said, "Master Gregory from Danya's family is here."

Mrs. Demi squeezed Mundra's hand slightly.

Hayden glanced at Mundella and said with a smile, "Today is really a lively day."