Return of the Crowned Heiress

As he spoke, Archie patted Johanna’s head gently. “Go to the dining room and eat first.”

Joharma blurted, “I’ll go with you.”

“Be good.” Archie’s gaze darkened slightly, carrying a hint of warning.

Reluctantly, she closed her mouth and obediently headed to the dining room.

Archie navigated the house with ease, heading straight to the third floor where Stephan’s bedroom was located. His path was unhindered, and no one noticed as his right hand occasionally brushed against his pocket, where a toxic syringe lay hidden.

The corridor was deserted and eerily quiet.

Standing at the door to Stephan’s bedroom, Archie noted the black, specially designed door. It was explosion proof, soundproof, and highly secure. Under normal circumstances, it was nearly impossible to breach.

Fortunately, the door was ajar and unlocked.

open, a sudden weight landed on his shoulder. Startled,

asked, the title more of a tease than a show

and replied, “I heard Mr. Russell is still

many subordinates in the Russell family. In a family brimming with skilled and capable individuals, he had been an unremarkable and

saved Imogen from drowning. Over subsequent encounters, he

Imogen’s endorsement, Archie gradually stepped into the family’s

he had taken the express route, leveraging connections to achieve his current status. It was

said, “Stanley, don’t tease me. There’s no need for formalities. We’re

then slung an arm around Archie’s neck in a casual manner. “You’re one lucky guy. Come on, tell me how did you come back from the dead? “And why didn’t we hear a peep from you for half a year? Don’t you know how worried Ms. Russell was about you? Oh, and by the way, when the ship sank, Mr. Russell personally oversaw the search effort. We stayed in that stretch of sea for ten days, but we couldn’t figure out

worried about you. But now, you’re back safe and sound. So, tell me what

off questions in quick

about his miraculous survival, but