Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot-Chapter 1060 - 290: Setting up a trap to abuse the scum!_7

"You silly child, there's no need to thank your mother." Mother and daughter chatted as they walked towards the hospital.

On the other side.

Inside a luxurious villa.

Rachel Barton sat on the sofa. At that moment, the female housekeeper approached her with a document, "Miss Si."

Four days had passed, and Rachel was still in the dark about the owner of this huge mansion.

She was very curious. Just as the housekeeper approached her, she immediately asked, "May I meet Mr. C now?"

She had lived in the mansion for four days, but she hadn't met the owner. She only knew that her rescue had been orchestrated by someone called Mr. C.

Rachel had a guess in her heart.

But before she saw the person, she didn't dare to confirm that he was Mr. C.

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"I'm sorry, Miss Si, it's not the best time yet," the housekeeper paused before continuing, "Oh, Miss Si, there's another piece of good news for you."

"What good news?"

The housekeeper handed the document in her hand to Rachel, "This is the new identity arranged for you by Mr. C."

New identity?

Rachel opened the document, and discovered that it contained a brand-new identity card.

Helena.

Aside from her photo on the identity card, nothing else belonged to her.

Including the nationality.

The words on the identity card were all in the language of Huston Country, of which Rachel knew not a single word.

"What does this mean?"

The housekeeper's lips curled into a smile, "You're a smart woman. You should understand."

Rachel squinted her eyes, finally catching on to the implications.

Given the problems she had caused in Capital City, apart from changing her identity, there was no other way to exonerate herself.

One had to say.

Mr. C was too formidable.

A Huston nationality was not something that could be obtained at will.

With that, the housekeeper smiled, "Congratulations, Miss Helena."

Rachel's eyes were filled with a triumphant expression.

Now, she was Helena.

A citizen of Huston Country.

Who would dare to trouble her in the future?

Even Viola Thompson would likely be powerless against her now, wouldn't she?

The housekeeper brought Rachel's phone along this time.

It was for Rachel to bid her past identity a proper farewell, after all, after today, there would only be Helena in the world.

Rachel took out her mobile phone.

Soon, she was attracted by the news that popped up on the app.

General Sally Bennett dies at the age of 93!

Although Rachel didn't know Sally Bennett, the photo published in the news was somewhat familiar.

This was...

Mrs. Thompson!?

Rachel quickly looked it up on the internet, sure enough, this Sally Bennett was Mrs. Thompson.

Who would have thought this old woman was a general.

Thinking of this, Rachel narrowed her eyes.

But what does it matter if she was a general?

Nonetheless, she had become ashes under her own scheme, hadn't she?

Realizing that Mrs. Thompson was dead, Rachel was overjoyed.

She was elated.

At last, the old woman was gone, and Viola Thompson must be filled with guilt now, right?

After all, Mrs. Thompson's accident happened while she was praying for Viola's blessings. If not for Viola, Mrs. Thompson would definitely not have died.

Thoughts of this made the smile on Rachel's face more pronounced.

She called back the housekeeper who had left, telling her that she wanted a drink.

The housekeeper looked surprised, "Miss Si, is there something to celebrate?"

Rachel nodded, "Yes there is."

The death of Mrs. Thompson was definitely worth celebrating.

Not only did she plan to celebrate, but she also planned to call Viola and gloat.

Shortly after, the housekeeper prepared champagne and red wine.

Rachel Barton picked up a glass of wine, and after taking a sip, she made a video call to Viola Thompson.

Much to her surprise, it turned out that Viola had not blocked her.

And very quickly, Viola answered the call.

"Viola Thompson."

Rachel took another sip of wine, "I heard there have been some joyful events going on in the Thompson Clan lately. Congratulations."

To use the word 'congratulations' for a tragic event, it was exceptionally heart-wrenching.

Rachel did it on purpose.

She wanted to make Viola damn mad!

What's so great about Viola? Isn't she very capable? If she is so capable, why couldn't she even protect her own grandmother?

"Is it you?" there was almost no expression on Viola's face, just looking at Rachel.

Rachel nodded, an indulgent look spread across her face, "And so what if it's me? I want to make you suffer, let you watch the one who loves you the most, leave this beautiful world because of you!"

Rachel wasn't afraid of Viola now.

After all, Mr. C had gone over the Thompson Clan to protect her and even gave her a new identity!

In that case, why should she try to please Viola?

Wearing a mask all day was way too exhausting.

She wanted to confront Viola openly.

To make Viola hate her, but still feel helpless.

"Oh yes, I have something else to tell you. From today onwards, Rachel Barton no longer exists in this world." Rachel's face had lost its previous innocence, "From now on, my new identity is Helena from Huston Country."

No one would believe, unless they saw it with their own eyes, the once kind girl, would become like this.

Rachel was very satisfied.

She showed her satisfaction without any disguise, as she is no longer a Sinian anymore.

As for Viola.

She probably doesn't even have the opportunity to serve tea or water in front of Mr. C.

Viola slightly curled her lips, "Then, congratulations Miss Helena."

She uttered each word clearly, but her voice was somewhat cold.

Her jade-like features seemed to be covered with an impenetrable layer of thin ice.

Rachel frowned a little, for some reason she felt that Viola's final smirk, despite transmitted through a screen, sent chills down her spine.

She should not be able to say these words so calmly.

Shouldn't Viola be extremely enraged?

Or could it be...

Was all this under Viola's control?

No!

Definitely not possible!

Rachel knit her brows, if it were all under Viola's control, she would have rushed over long ago and wouldn't have waited till now.

"Viola, vengeance is a dish best served cold!"

Leaving behind this harsh statement, Rachel hung up the call.

After hanging up, Rachel tossed her phone directly into the glass.

And along the way, shattered her old ID.

From now on, she was Helena.

She would return to Viola as Helena and make Viola pay for what she deserved, ruthlessly humiliate Viola, and return the humiliation she had suffered with hundreds, thousands, and tens of thousands of times the force!

Just wait.

That day won't be too late.

If someone were present at this point, they definitely would've noticed a horrifyingly vicious look in Rachel's eyes.

The Thompson Family Manor.

In the pink princess room, the light was on.

Viola was just sitting at her desk, her hair was probably freshly washed and still a little wet.

The cream-colored nightgown she was wearing made her already fair skin even more translucent, like beautiful jade.

Viola held her phone in her left hand, moved her index finger to Rachel's WhatsApp, and deleted her directly.

Then, Viola picked up her glass of water and took a sip, then lifted her eyes to the computer screen, her crimson lips slowly curling up into a faint arc.

The computer screen displayed the information of a person from Huston Country.

Name: Helena.

Gender: Female.

Nationality: Huston Country.

In addition, a note was highlighted at the top right of the profile:

[Helena was poisoned severely, which led to the amputation of all her limbs except a right arm, she is now classified as a severely disabled person, unable to take care of herself.]