Return of the Crowned Heiress

Hearing those words, Stephan’s expression remained calm and unreadable. His emotions were impossible to discern, leaving Stanley instinctively holding his breath He didn’t dare to look up or make a sound.

Stephan said lightly, “Bring him here.”

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stephan had previously mentioned wanting to interrogate the man personally. However, since the captive was still in the

in the custody of the Special Operations Unit, their initial questioning had only scratched the surface. Stephan was far from satisfied.

The results were inefficient, and what they had extracted was far from end

Stanley immediately made arrangements. Half an hour later, the robed man was brought into the Russell residence’s secret underground chamber with his face covered

Before he was forced into a chair, the robed man was still sneering, speaking with a provocative tone. He assumed this was another tactic by the Special Operations Unit to break him and taunted, “I’ve already said everything I know. What now? Are you going to resort to illegal methods?

Those words barely left his mouth when the cloth covering his face was yanked off.

What greeted his eyes was a dimly lit underground chamber. The stack light illuminated his surroundings. He saw the grim electric chair he was strapped into, a his hands and feet were tightly restrained. Around the room, racks lined with an array of menacing tools glinted under the light.

his pupils shrank in shock. “Where am I? What are you planning

of the people standing around him. None of them were

tall with an air of disciplined precision. They were clearly well–trained, their

been fearless. He took full advantage of their restraint, confident they wouldn’t cross the line. He even had the nerve

now, things were

not from the Special Operations Unit! Where’s Michael? Where’s Captain Cortez? I want

was wrong. Then, the faint sound of footsteps came from the long staircase leading int the chamber. The steady rhythm of leather shoes

was like a death

came into full view, the robed man’s composure completely shattered. His face turned ashen, and his pupils

“Mr. Russell?–

let him like a sledgehammer. He would never have imagined, not in his wildest dreams, that the person behind his transfer to this place was Stephan Russell

a moment of stunned silence, his mind

To what

step, exuding the icy dominance of someone with absolute power with a bone–chilling smirk, he asked, “You

the culprit behind the entire scheme and the venomous tied to this

this, the

that infected

has nothing to do with