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.

run into anyone in these desolate mountains. With a growl,

Hera. He lay motionless,

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

in light camouflage suits emerged from the

man, Edwin Elrod, who had curly hair, spoke in Terranish,

and thick lips.

that Albert hadn’t seen a woman in a while. His gaze turned lustful as soon as he laid

pounded. She had lived in this borderland for 11 years and

anxiety, she silently thanked her lucky stars that

the weapons they were holding, then spoke in standard Terranish, “Please

chin. Her face was beautiful and soft. He imagined

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

tight with fear. “Fine, just please don’t hurt me. I’ll do whatever you say. I’ll pack my things and go

hint of malice. “Since you’re so

in with

and seized Hera’s right hand, pulling

along the side of her tight dress, revealing a silver needle

froze, his head dropping to meet Hera’s icy gaze. The fear that had been in her

gun at Hera

toward the tombstone. She grabbed a handful of white powder from a

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