Return of the Crowned Heiress

As Stanley had expected, there really was a traitor in their midst!

But who would’ve thought the traitor to be Archie?

He was a man who had been presumed dead, but he had been skulking in the shadows, scheming endlessly. He had to be tired of living!

“Keep an eye on him. See if anyone else besides the Carrell family is involved,” Stephan said lazily, flexing his wrist with a casual air. “Also, spread the word that I’m gravely ill from poisoning and barely clinging to life.”

Stephan planned to commit to his act to the very end.

The small fry had been reeled in, but the bigger fish behind them had yet to surface.

“As you command, Mr. Russell,” Stanley lowered his head respectfully and prepared to leave.

“Wait.” Stephan called him back and added, “Keep the news from Khogend. Don’t let Felicia know about this.”

“Yes, sir!”

With that, Stanley departed.

displayed several messages and missed

one over the past few

would most definitely be angry. Then, he sighed, pondering how he could

kneeling do

smile played across Stephan’s lips. His thumb gently traced Felicia’s name on the screen. The icy chill in his eyes

his reverie. Stephan lifted his gaze, and the frost in his gaze returned. His eyes gleamed

asking to

Russell,” the nervous speaker stammered. It was the elderly

he pointed to the IV bottle on the ground.

“Alright”

to do so initially, but after a moment’s thought, he agreed. It

it to Imogen, she wouldn’t let love blind her to the

start. Even the so–called accident where

a perfect damsel–in–distress