The Queen's Back

Chapter 338

After Gordon left, Mona didn't return to her room. Instead, she had Haley bring her a spare key to the bedroom, quickly unlocking the door while holding a basin of cold water. Mona had never been the type to be bullied, especially now that she was sure he was an imposter.

There was nothing to be upset about; Mona just wanted to find out where Maxwell was and whether he was suffering. Upon entering. Mona found the two in the room still sound asleep, the woman's head resting on his chest, her cheeks flushed from the night's activities. Without hesitation, Mona poured the basin of cold water over them. 'How dare you push me yesterday? You had some nerve! If she weren't just pretending to be pitiful in front of me would ensure she wouldn't get another chance to play the victim, either!' she thought. The basin of cold water Mona had just filled from the tap drenched them both, startling them awake. They quickly opened their eyes but instinctively shut them again as they turned their faces away to dodge the water.

However, it was useless; the downpour was far heavier than the rain from the previous night. Mona looked down at the two of them, her gaze piercing; her eyes gleaming with a subtle joy and a sense of revenge; she thought, 'How bold of you to pretend to be Maxwell!' "Mona Clem, are you out of your mind? Get out!" The imposter's voice was icy cold; he hated being disturbed during his sleep more than anything. Mona knew well the consequences of waking the imposter like this. She stared at him and calmly asked, "Are you enjoying this identity as Maxwell Carter?"

However, when those words reached him, time seemed to stand still momentarily. Panic set in as he thought, 'Does Mona Clem know something? No, she shouldn't!' He had seen Maxwell lying unconscious in the ward, and they looked exactly alike, with no differences at all. "Y-You must be joking!" The imposter forced himself to stay calm, but the stutter betrayed his current state of mind.

Mona smiled. The warm sunlight from outside hit her face just right, shining brightly into his eyes. "Joking? Really? But I saw another Maxwell Carter. So tell me, are you the real one or an imposter?" Her voice was sweet, but her words caused him and the beauty to frown.

"Are you still here? Do you want me to have my bodyguards to throw you out?" Mona said coldly to the woman on the bed. This room had been tarnished, and she had no longer desired to stay here.

The woman jolted at her words, quickly scrambling to leave without a returned glance. She had thought she had struck it rich by getting close to Maxwell, enjoying his generosity and the money he had given her these past few days, only to realize he was an imposter. At this moment, the room contained only them and Haley, who blocked the door to prevent him from leaving. Haley was astonished; it turned out that the one who had caused Mona so much pain these past few days was an imposter.

Mona walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and said, "You have five minutes to get yourself together." After speaking, she gazed at the trees, the path, and the villa, wondering where Maxwell was.

if there were any new residents. She was worried about Maxwell's safety. She didn't know who had secretly replaced Maxwell, but Gordon's actions over the past few

could someone be so wicked?' Nothing less than the lowest

contemplated Mona's earlier words. He couldn't discern their truth, but glancing at Haley blocking the door, an instinctual feeling arose within

got out of bed and freshened up. When he emerged again, he found Mona sitting on the sofa, her expression distant

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Maxwell Carter Mona asked directly, her voice steady but laced with urgency. It was the answer she wanted more than

He pretended to be calm, but his fidgeting hands betrayed his fear. He hadn't fully settled into the identity of Maxwell, nor had he completed the tasks assigned to him. He needed

little gestures and chuckled. "If I weren't sure you weren't Maxwell Carter, I wouldn't have come looking for you. It is your last chance. If you don't speak up, I won't hold

the door. A group of bodyguards trailed

in, exclaiming, "Mrs. Carter, I've got the fingerprint report! Here, take a look." He handed the report to

him for quite some time. With tears in her eyes, she looked

threw the report at him and declared, "Take a look

was just someone who resembled him. Many had undergone aesthetic surgery to look like Maxwell;