Return of the Crowned Heiress

and chater in life!!

Archie. Don’t be scared. I’ll join you soo

Johanna forced our a mile, bare slowly shifting around the room. The knife that Imogen had been holding was gone, and only a sturdy belt remained on the

nameled toward on her knees, grabbed the belt, and looped it around her neck.

identified intrades rushed into the Russell residence. They were armed with weapons as they headed straight into the villa

Stanley, leading a group of people, was already stationed at the door. He had clearly been waiting for a long time.

intruders charged forward and saw the scene, they were momentarily stunned and felt a surge of unease!

This wasn’t what they had imagined.

Wasn’t it said that the head of the Russell family, Stephan, had been fatally poisoned and that the family was in disarray? They had thought that with the current

kof leadership, only the blind and harmless Imogen remained.

Archie successfully obtaining the family’s seal, he should have taken control of the Russell family by now and aligned forces with them from the inside. Being caught

and arogantly declared,

speaking, a group of people charged out from the villa. They were the Russell family’s forces who had been waiting in the building. With

of the situation, he shouted, “Is Stephan okay? Where is he? Where

took down two intruders with ease and leisurely answered, “Don’t bother. There’s no need for Mr. Russell to make an appearance

Stanley paused, then

had no more doubts. They had fallen into a trap! All the information they had received was fake! The agents they had planted were likely already exposed and

of the intruders would be leaving the residence alive

that but the fact that the Cartell

Russell family, intending to strike first. But where was Stephan, who had yet to show up? Was he already personally leading a

in

the stench of blood, and the sounds of screams and pleas filled the air. Stephan tumed the Carrell family upside down, but he couldn’t

was that man

her face pale with terror. She trembled as she pleaded, “M–Mr. Russell, what did my son do to offend you? I apologize on his behalt. Please have mercy and spare

rosewood chair, his presence carrying a chill that matched the coolness of the night. His

subordinates came one by one to report, “Mr. Russell, the backyard has been searched. There’s no sign