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, “It’s

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

Bernard had likely lost consciousness due to excessive bleeding. He might not survive if she didn’t act fast to stop

two men dressed in light camouflage suits

man, Edwin Elrod, who had curly hair, spoke in Terranish, “There’s

thick lips. He glanced at

His

this borderland for 11 years and was

her anxiety, she silently thanked her lucky stars that Catherine had gone

weapons they were holding, then spoke in standard Terranish,

of his gun to lift Hera’s chin. Her face was beautiful and

quite well. Come with us.

the ominous gun barrel, her throat tight with fear. “Fine, just please don’t hurt me. I’ll do whatever you say. I’ll pack my things and go with you right

fueled Albert’s dark intentions. He smirked with a hint of malice. “Since you’re so agreeable, let’s begin with

chimed in with a similarly

his weapon and seized Hera’s right hand,

tight dress, revealing a silver needle between her fingers. She

The fear that had been in

his gun at Hera but hesitated to shoot, fearing he might hit

tombstone. She grabbed a handful of white powder from a

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