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.

reached out to push the door open, a sudden weight landed on his shoulder.

asked, the title more

calmly withdrew his hand and replied, “I heard Mr. Russell is still unconscious, so I

been one of many subordinates in the Russell family. In a family

drowning. Over subsequent encounters, he

Imogen’s endorsement, Archie gradually stepped into the family’s spotlight and camed

he had taken the express route, leveraging connections to achieve his current status. It was only thanks to this that he was now addressed as

tease me. There’s no need for

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 why the ship went

now, you’re back safe

off questions in

survival, but she had been easier