Under the heiress facade

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

It was late August in the deep mountains where Jadonia and Valdenland met. A young woman in a snug dress and an older lady stood before a nameless grave.

The young woman, Hera Youngworth, was born into the Everett family of Norburgh. However, she was given to the wrong family due to a mistake at the hospital 17 years ago.

Just a week ago, the Everetts located her. Today, they were here to bring her back to the city.

Catherine Youngworth shifted her gaze from the tombstone to Hera. “Let’s start heading downhill. The Everetts will arrive shortly. Once you’re back in the city, you’ll be recognized as an Everett. It’s time to leave the past behind.”

“Okay, Grandma. You go ahead. I’d like to stay a little longer,” Hera replied.

Catherine took one last glance at the tombstone, let out a sigh, and said, “Don’t keep them waiting.”

Hera stood alone, silently gazing at the nameless tombstone.

Suddenly, she heard rustling in the woods behind her and glanced up. Something was stirring among the trees and approaching her.

Turning around cautiously, she caught the glint of sunlight on her long eyelashes. A figure dressed in dark camouflage dashed out from the woods, stirring a heavy scent of blood into the air.

The tall man had camouflage paint on his face, making it hard for Hera to see his features. Yet, she spotted a flag on his right arm.

Meanwhile, Hera could still hear rustling sounds from the woods behind him.

desolate mountains. With a growl, he cautioned,

of energy, he stumbled and collapsed before Hera. He lay motionless, his

blood was overpowering, leading her to believe that Bernard had likely lost consciousness due to excessive bleeding. He might not survive if she didn’t act fast to

men dressed in light camouflage suits

had curly hair, spoke in

man, Albert Barlowe, had a crew cut and thick lips. He glanced at Hera and said, “Let’s take her

a woman in a while. His gaze turned

borderland for 11 years and was aware of

stars that Catherine had gone

calmly looked at the weapons they were holding, then spoke

Hera’s chin. Her face was beautiful and

and grinned. “Miss, you speak Terranish quite well. Come with us. I’ll take you

on the ominous gun barrel, her throat tight with fear. “Fine, just please don’t hurt

Albert’s dark intentions. He smirked with a hint of malice. “Since you’re so

chimed in with a

weapon and seized Hera’s right hand, pulling

along the side of her tight dress, revealing a silver needle between her fingers. She then thrust the needle into Albert’s ST

Hera’s icy gaze. The fear that had been in

breath. He pointed his gun at Hera but hesitated

unconscious, Hera shoved him aside and rolled swiftly toward the tombstone. She grabbed a handful

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