Return of the Crowned Heiress

Archie lowered his head and let out a perfectly executed sigh, his face filled with guilt. “Talled at the map I lost it while I was unconscious”

the task Mr.

1. r. Russell entrusted me with. The box containing the

His explanation was logical and seamless.

Stanley nodded, patting Archie on the shoulder in a reassuring manner. “You did your best. Mr. Russell won’t blame you.”

“But….” Stanley’s tone suddenly shifted. “How do you know there was a map inside that box?”

Archie’s eyes flickered, but he kept his head bowed, revealing nothing on his face.

Damn it. He had slipped up!

Archie’s mind raced as he tried to come up with a reasonable excuse to cover this oversight. However, before he could form a coherent response, Stanley moved past the topic. “Let’s go and see Mr. Russell.”

was pushed

a minimalist style dominated by black and gray tones. The layout was simple yet exuded a sense of understated

room to be empty. To his surprise, a medical team was present, monitoring Stephan’s condition and

straight in and asked, “When

the medical team, an elderly doctor, adjusted his glasses and replied, “Soon, Once this cound of medication is administered, it should be no more than

“Alright”

time, a genuine smile appeared on his face. “Thank you

heads. For this assignment, the compensation from the Russell family was astronomical, enough to fund their laboratory’s

at Archie and said, “We’ve seen what we needed to. Let’s go. When Mr. Russell wakes up, he’ll definitely want to

Archie clenched

at most? This was his

ensure that Stephan remained asleep forever, all his painstaking planning would be in

had spent years scheming–winning over Imogen, infiltrating the Russell family, and fathering a child with her to

afford to fall

to look after Mr. Russell. I failed the mission he gave me, so this can be my way of atoning for my Incompetence. Stanley, you go take