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. Startled, he turned around sharply, only to see

the title more of a tease

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

linked to Imogen, the eldest daughter of the Russell family, Archie had just been one of many subordinates in the Russell family. In a family

changed when he saved Imogen from drowning.

into the family’s spotlight and camed Stephan’s

leveraging connections to achieve his current status. It was only thanks to this that he

don’t tease me. There’s no need for formalities. We’re all

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

But now, you’re back safe and sound. So, tell me what exactly happened back

off questions in quick

Imogen had also asked about his miraculous survival, but she had been easier to placate and to deceive.