Chapter 969 Butterfly Dream

"If Mr. Wenders is really a good husband, of course there is no problem in doing so, but..." Lisa sneered, "What if he also has something in his heart?"

Musk heard between the lines.

The housework at Manderley Manor was put aside in advance, and the top priority was to find out how Maxim Wenders's ex-wife Rebecca died.

Through today’s contact, Musk’s first impression of Daphne was not bad.

He could almost conclude that it was impossible for this weak and inferior woman to be suspected of murdering Rebecca.

But what about her husband?

Could Maxim Wenders have murdered his ex-wife Rebecca on his own, in order to dispel the doubts of his new love and deceive the naive Daphne into thinking she was innocent?

This suspicion cannot yet be eliminated.

With the purpose of exploring the case, Musk and Lisa returned to the living room on the first floor.

In the name of attending the dance, the two wanted to find an opportunity to meet face to face with the male owner of Manderley Manor.

Musk’s magic ring “Masquerade” contains several spare costumes, which can be changed in seconds to look like a magician wearing a top hat.

This is his carefully chosen outfit for tonight's dance.

If there is a suitable opportunity, I would also like to perform a magic trick in public to liven up the atmosphere at the dance.

These improvisational skills are all talents he honed in the circus.

Lisa also put a lot of thought into the masquerade.

When she came out of the dressing room on the first floor, her skirt was changed into a handsome police uniform, trousers, leather shoes and a police hat, making her look like a beautiful boy.

Lisa plays a young police officer tonight. When Musk performs magic tricks and pulls rabbits and doves out of his top hat, she goes on stage with a straight face, exposes the "magician's" tricks in front of his face, and gives a serious warning. Everyone, don't believe this liar's tricks.

At home, Lisa and Musk had already rehearsed and specially designed funny lines, confident that they could make all the guests and guests at the ball laugh.

It's a pity that all their efforts were in vain.

After the masquerade party began, the man of Manderley Manor, Maxim Wenders, finally made his official debut...in a disappointing way.

As the leading actor at tonight's ball, he did not prepare any eye-catching clothes, just an ordinary tuxedo and white shirt. He limped into the hall with a cane.

"I'm sorry, dear friends, my legs and feet are not very convenient and I can't show off my skills on the dance floor. You don't have to worry about me and just enjoy yourself."

After saying these disappointing words, Mr. Wenders planned to leave the living room.

Lisa gave Musk a wink, signaling that he couldn't miss the opportunity.

Musk hurriedly chased Mr. Wenders.

No matter what, I have to strike up a conversation with him tonight and try to dig out some clues about Rebecca's death from him, otherwise wouldn't my trip be in vain?

However, at this moment, a girl in a snow-white dress came slowly from outside the door, holding a parasol in her hand. She caught Mr. Wenders's attention, and he immediately stopped and stared at her blankly.

Musk also looked at the girl in white holding an umbrella, feeling a strong sense of déjà vu in his heart.

Yes, the dress of the girl in white, especially the parasol in her hand, is exactly the same as the model in the painting on the second floor.

The girl in white raised her head, with a butterfly-shaped silver mask on her face.

Under the gaze of all the guests, she slowly took off her butterfly mask, revealing a beautiful but unfamiliar face.

"Oh my god! Rebecca...are you still alive?!"

A scream came from the living room, it was a frequent visitor to Manderley Manor.

There was a commotion in the living room. People were either surprised or frightened, suspecting that Rebecca Wenders had returned to life or returned to her former home as a ghost.

Musk was also taken aback, but quickly calmed down and observed the girl in white carefully.

First of all, it can be confirmed that she is not an undead creature, but a living person of flesh and blood.

From this face, Daphne's features can be vaguely seen - especially those pitiful eyes, which do not match her arrogant and colorful makeup.

It's become obvious.

The girl in white holding an umbrella is actually Daphne's carefully disguised image.

However, the question is, why did she dress up as Rebecca at the masquerade party, pretending to be her husband's previous wife, pretending to be the woman whose death was a mystery?

Doesn't she feel horrified to do this kind of underworld work?

Who gave Daphne this bad idea?

Maxim Wenders stared blankly at Daphne, who was pretending to be his deceased wife. His face turned from surprise to rage. He suddenly let out a blood-curdling roar, dropped his crutch, limped towards Daphne, and took the hand from her hand. The parasol snapped with a click!

Daphne was so frightened by her husband's rough behavior that she stood there stunned and at a loss.

"Who told you to look like this?" Mr. Wenders roared and asked his wife.

"No... no one..." Daphne was ashamed, with tears in her eyes, and she hesitated in defense: "I thought... dressing like this would make you happier..."

"That's so stupid! Daphne, you have no idea what kind of stupid thing you have done!" Mr. Wenders' eyes were red with anger, "Take off these cursed clothes quickly, and the painting on the second floor. , take it off and burn it now! I don’t want to see her again!”

Before he finished speaking, he left the living room angrily.

"Dear...please forgive me..." Daphne cried and ran after her.

The backs of the couple disappeared from everyone's sight.

There was a lot of noise and discussion in the living room.

Lisa hurried to the door and gave Musk a wink.

The two of them tacitly avoided others and chased after the Wenders in the direction they left. They walked through the corridor, climbed the stairs, and did not stop until they were outside the gallery door on the second floor.

The two of them approached the door and listened with bated breath.

Through the crack in the door, Daphne's crying sound came.

"My dear, please forgive me, I really didn't expect that just by changing into these clothes, I would make you so angry..."

Daphne cried with regret.

"Poor Daphne, I don't understand what is going on in your little head!" Mr. Wenders was still angry, with bitter sarcasm in his words, "Do you think you will show up at the ball dressed as a dead person? On the contrary, it will win the applause of the whole house?”

"I also hesitated...but finally I mustered up the courage to give it a try. I don't care what the guests think of me. My dear Maxim, you are the only one in my eyes and in my heart. As long as it makes you happy, I will give it a try." Willing to do anything.”