Return of the Crowned Heiress

Back at the Russell residence, Johanna tightened the belt around her neck and, using the weight of her body, desperately pulled in the opposite direction. Soon, the feeling of suffocation came. Her face tomed red, and the veins on her forehead bulged.

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Su only needed to release some of the pressure or, by instinct, choose to give up, and she would be able to breathe fresh air and save herself. But she didn’t want to.

Whenever her resolve wavered because of the pain, all she had to do was glance at Archie on the ground and remember their past. Her heart would feel like it was being tom apart, causing her unbearable pain..

She had lost all courage and hope to live on. Life or death, she would go with him.

The feeling of oxygen deprivation grew stronger. Johanna could no longer make a sound, her limbs began to spasm, her vision blurred, and everything around her became a haze. It was almost over. She was about to die.

But just then, the tightly shut window was smashed open. A shining dagger flew out and instantly severed the belt from her hands.

Her body, propelled by inertia, fell to the ground.

Johanna, yanked back from the brink of life and death, gasped for air. She opened her mouth wide, desperately inhaling. Her throat was making wheezing sounds as though it was an old bellows. The long–awaited air flooded her lungs, and her body began to revitalize in that instant.

glaring at the person who had saved her. She was irritated.

window ledge. He easily jumped inside. Under the light of the room,

and refined, the picture of a gentleman with an air of nobility–except for the bloodstains and

other than Pete

allies. They both saw the Russell

of Pete’s command. Pete was also one of the culprits who had led to

perfect timing! What does my life or

Hes

her words. He smiled, still maintaining his gentlemanly demeanor despite

outward appearance the first time they met, assuming he was of good character. In reality, after getting to know him better, one would realize he was an enigmatic person. His smile might

room, and his gaze finally settled on Archie. He spoke in a casual tone as if he were discussing the weather, “Is he dead? Looks like I really bet on the wrong horse

his head and continued muttering to himself, “Well, he’s just an ambitious underling with no real ability. It’s already a miracle

up! Stop talking!” Johanna couldn’t bear to hear any more of his criticism

gesture to surrender. “Alright, alright, I’ll stop. Ms. Rosario, please calm down. I took a great risk to come here because I

expression remained