The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities-Chapter 76 - She Was Scared Out Of Her Wits

“Every member of the Death Alliance only takes orders from her. Two years ago, she suddenly disappeared, and the Death Alliance gradually fell into decline, becoming an organization that takes money to kill.”

“Hell Girl…” Claire muttered the name silently, smiling deeper. “If she hadn’t disappeared, I’d like to fight her.”

Gallon’s eyes widened. “Don’t joke about this. She is very cruel. According to the rumors, she not only kills, but also drinks blood and eats bones. That’s why she is called Hell Girl. By the way, do you know who paid them to kill you?”

Claire spread her hands and said nothing.

But she will find out tonight.

Late at night, at the Smiths’ mansion, a scream broke the silence.

“Ah-help! Help!”

Everyone was awakened and hurriedly ran outside Phoebe’s room.

Phoebe staggered out and threw herself into Ada’s arms. She trembled with fright, crying and shouting. “Someone… someone wants to kill me!”

Everyone was taken aback.

Allen and Sheldon walked into her room cautiously.

Everything was normal, and there was no one in the room.

They checked the place carefully, the windows were locked. They didn’t find anything strange.

Ada stroked Phoebe’s pale face. “Don’t be afraid. Don’t be afraid. Are you having a nightmare?”

Phoebe shook her head vigorously, tears flew down her face like beads. She had cried herself out of breath. “No… no… someone really wants to kill me!”

This was a top-level villa area, where the rich and powerful lived, and guards were arranged to patrol the entire perimeter every night. How could someone break in?

Everyone looked at each other and felt that Phoebe had experienced a nightmare.

Phoebe hugged Ada and refused to let go. “Mom! Don’t leave me alone. I don’t want to die!”

Ada soothed her. “Okay, I’ll sleep with you.”

The crowd gradually dispersed.

With arms around her chest, Claire leaned lazily against the door, watching everything quietly and gradually had a cold smile spread across her face.

The second night.

Everyone was again awakened by the screams.

Phoebe ran out of the room hysterically, so scared that she couldn’t even stand. She collapsed to the ground, unkempt like a lunatic.

Ada immediately helped her up.

At this time, a light yellow liquid seeped from between her legs and trickled on to the ground,, accompanied by an unpleasant smell.

The servants covered their mouths and noses.

Ada’s eyes widened too.

Was… was this urine?

She was so scared that she peed?

Realizing this, Phoebe flushed instantly and cried more fiercely.

For several nights in a row, no one could sleep.

During the day, the servants yawned and chatted.

“Does Miss Phoebe have mental health problems?”

“I heard that this is called persecutory delusion, and she is probably experiencing hallucinations as well.”

“Oh my god, Ma’am should take Miss Phoebe for treatment sooner.”

“What are you guys saying?!”

An angry voice sounded from behind.

The servants turned their heads, only to see Phoebe rush over. She slapped all of them. Her face was distorted with anger, and she snapped ferociously. “If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will rip your tongue out!”

The servants covered their faces and lowered their heads, holding their breaths in fear.

Miss Phoebe had always been gentle and polite. Why did she suddenly become so grumpy? She was totally different now from before.

When Phoebe left in a rage, they raised their heads again.

“It’s over. Miss Phoebe has changed so dramatically. This must be a symptom of her mental illness!”

Phoebe ran back to her room, gritting her teeth with anger and shaking all over.

At this time, the computer dinged.

She checked it, only to find that the 500,000 dollars had been returned to her account.