Chapter Thirty-Five: A Change of Identity

No, perhaps it was only his imagination. Still as innocent and pure as ever, the young lady was indeed the same as she had always been.

Yet, whatever Miss Chaoxu wished, the butler would never go against her; he only asked, perplexed, "Miss, do you really want to return to school?"

To conceal her true identity and prevent her from being targeted because of her status as the heir to the Chao family, her entrance into the school had been kept low-key, with only a discreet letter sent to the principal. Her status as the eldest daughter of the Chao family was never made public.

What had always puzzled the butler was that, after a certain day when she returned home, she locked herself away and, no matter how he tried to persuade her, she never set foot in school again. In any case, the Chao family could easily support her, and since she was unwilling, the butler never forced her.

But why did the young lady suddenly wish to return to school today?

Unaware of what had transpired, the butler was filled with curiosity. Chaoxu, who knew the entire truth, pondered for a moment before speaking succinctly, her words both sharp and alarming: "You don’t need to worry about that, but I have another matter to discuss with you."

"Whatever it is, please tell me, Miss," the butler replied.

Chaoxu did not stand on ceremony and said directly, "I want you to do me a favor: inform the media that I have indeed died. Also, go to the police station and officially register my death. And, while you’re at it, arrange for a new identity and get me a new ID card."

Worried that the butler might find this troublesome, she added, "The only people who know I’ve returned are those who were in the banquet hall that day. But they were so frightened at the time, they thought I was a ghost come back from the dead—none of them actually took it seriously. So, if the news of my death is released and someone comes asking questions, just say they were hallucinating."

She was truly considerate, even thinking through the aftermath.

Chaoxu remained composed, but as soon as the words left her mouth, the butler—who had been calm until now—nearly choked on his own saliva.

Register her death... create a new identity...

Did these words really come from the young lady? Or was he hearing things?

After a long struggle, the butler managed to speak, "Miss, what do you mean by what you just said?"

Chaoxu replied coolly, "Exactly what I said."

She was calm, but the butler was on the verge of losing his mind.

"Miss, have you been reading some strange things online? Is that why you’re saying such bizarre things? You’ve only been back for two days, and no one outside even knows you’ve returned. I was just about to arrange for someone to release the news of your return tomorrow..."

The Chao family's only heir had finally come home; the butler was eager to share the news with the world and had already begun contacting journalists. But Chaoxu clearly did not approve.

"Don’t let anyone know about my return. Because... someone wants to kill me."

These words fell like a bolt from the blue, shocking the butler to the core, leaving him utterly speechless.

"Miss, what do you mean? Who wants to harm you? Tell me who it is—I'll stake my life to tear that bastard limb from limb!"

The butler gritted his teeth, clearly enraged! Was a wretch like Gu Zhongming not enough, and now someone else dared target the young lady? Did they really think he was just a decoration?

As the butler rolled up his sleeves, ready to storm out and fight, Chaoxu shook her head and settled calmly into the sofa. "Don’t rush out just yet. There are probably plenty of people who want me dead—no way you could finish them all off at once. Better use that time to pour me a glass of milk."