Return of the Crowned Heiress

The assistant holding the infrared thermometer hesitated for a moment. Was there really a need to snatch up such a simple task that could be completed in a second?

Politely declining, the assistant said, “It’s fine. It’ll only take a moment.”

But Archie forcibly took the thermometer from the assistant’s hand. Though he was talding, his forceful actions made it feel more like he was snatching it.

“I’ll do it”

The assistant was speechless, rubbing his wrist, which got hurt in the process. Rolling his eyes, he muttered, “Fine, suit yourself.”

Archie ignored the reaction of the others in the room. From as far back as he could remember, he had been surrounded by cold stares and disdain. He had long since stopped caring about others‘ opinions.

As long as he could achieve his goals, he was willing to pay any price.

For this reason, he had carefully cultivated an image of loyalty, even if it meant being treated like a dog. He didn’t care.

Clutching the thermometer tightly, he walked step by step toward Stephan. Positioning his body to block the view of others in the room, he swiftly pulled the syringe from his pocket, removed the cap, and injected the contents into Stephan’s IV drip.

In less than

of foul play. The blame would fall entirely

Then, holding up the thermometer, he turned to

nodded and jotted the temperature down in the record book without

of relief.

pocket needed to be disposed of immediately to avoid implicating himself when Stephan’s

the room. Standing respectfully by the bed, stanley bent over and

who had been in a supposed coma, opened his eyes. They were sharp and

hand. His low, lazy chuckle carried a dangerous undertone, enough to send chills down

“Mr. Russell, I never would’ve imagined that the first person your comatose act would lure out was

Stephan sneered, ripping off the adhesive tape and tossing the IV

closer attention, he might have noticed that the IV needle wasn’t

this means Archie never actually died back then! It’s no wonder our people searched for

with the map… How did it end up with Dexter? If Archie faked his death, who helped him cover it up? Who kept him hidden for

asked, “What