A Beauty With Multiple Masks

Chapter 674

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A Beauty With Multiple Masks Chapter 674

Seeing how weak Malorie had become, Henrick’s feelings of fear and guilt faded gradually.

Holding Malorie’s hand, he coaxed, “Mom, don’t worry. When you reach heaven, I’ll pray to you more frequently.

Over there, you will have a carefree life…”

Malorie panted while the vital signs monitors in the emergency room beeped frantically.

She wanted to hurl insults at her useless son and curse at how cruel fate was, but she could not utter a single word.

When she opened a mouth, she spat out a mouthful of blood.

The blood landed right on Henrick’s face.

After vomiting all that blood out, she did not even have the strength to open her eyes.

At that moment, a lot of things flashed across her mind. She remembered Maureen and her deceased husband…

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“Henrick, you’ll die a horrible death!”

After yelling that out loud, Malorie had exhausted all of her energy. Her body trembled and fell limp while she

closed her eyes slowly.

A flat line appeared on the heart rate monitor.

“Time of death, twelve fifty-four.”

The doctor recorded the time of death emotionlessly.

Grabbing a bandage from the side, Henrick wiped his face and cursed at how unlucky he was.

He should not have entered to send Malorie off.

“My condolences,” said Harry to Henrick with a conflicted feeling

It was his first time seeing a family member act like that when sending the patient off.

The patient could have lived for ten more minutes, but she died prematurely out of fury at her son.

You reap what you sow, I guess…

Henrick left the emergency room grimly. When he exited the hospital, he bumped into Carter.

When Carter noticed the look on Henrick’s face, he walked toward him with an ambiguous smile. “Mr. Southall, do

you know who donated the robotic pacemaker?”

Not knowing why Carter asked that, Henrick frowned and asked, “Who?”

Carter’s grin widened as he adjusted his spectacles. “It’s someone whom you’ll never expect. If you know the

donor, I’m sure that you’ll be extremely surprised.”

With that, he crossed his hands behind his back and left happily.

I’ve heard about how shrewish Malorie was. When Maureen was still alive, she had treated her very harshly. I’m

sure that she bullied Chief frequently back in the Southall residence. Now that she’s dead, it might be a good thing

for Chief!

Bewildered, Henrick stared at Carter’s back.

What does the donor have to do with me?

Since Malorie is already dead, it doesn’t matter whether I know the donor or not. After all, I still have to pay for it! I

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don’t want to waste my money on nothing.

Soon, the next day arrived.

Arielle read Larissa’s message the moment she woke up.

Mrs. Southall is about to die.

Her eyes lit up and her drowsiness disappeared in an instant.

So, she’s dead!

The reason why the old Southall estate project was progressing so slowly was that everyone was afraid of Malorie.

Now that she was dead, the progress would be much faster.

However, she was curious about how Malorie suddenly died.

Was the fall really that severe?

Arielle shook her head, dispelling that thought from her mind. Now in a good mood, she got up and made breakfast

Her breakfast was very simple—a scrambled egg sandwich. She made a serving each for herself, Vinson and Trisha.

However, after Vinson found out, he quickly devoured his own sandwich before reaching out for Trisha’s.

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