The Heiress's Return: From Zen to Zenith-Chapter 1421
Chapter 1421: 655 Prospects_1 Chapter 1421: 655 Prospects_1 The girl who had fallen to the ground suddenly lunged forward with a crazed look in her eyes, clutching at Aubree Groove’s legs as she shook uncontrollably through her sobs, “Please, save me, save me.”
Princess Randa hooked her lips in scorn, looking down at the girl as if she were a corpse.
“Desy, you truly are desperate.
He can’t save you, you know.
You had the courage to attempt an assassination on me, so you should have the courage to face my wrath.
Your current pathetic state makes me nauseous,” she sneered.
The girl named Desy only clung tighter to Aubree Groove’s legs, holding onto her as if clutching at the last straw to survive.
Her voluptuous body shivered uncontrollably.
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Infuriated, Princess Randa pointed at Aubree Groove, “Do you insist on standing against me?”
Aubree Groove didn’t answer Princess Randa, but instead looked down at the weeping girl clutching her leg and asked in a detached voice, “Did you orchestrate the assassination attempt on the princess?”
The young man’s voice was both gentle and indifferent, reminiscent of a warm ray of sunshine on a cold winter day— inviting, yet chilling to the bone.
Desy looked up blankly, her gaze fixed on the face so close to her own.
His face was handsome but his countenance distant, creating an air of superiority that caused her heart to flutter involuntarily.
For an instant, her mind went blank.
The young man was patient, calmly watching her with a superior gaze that held a hint of indifferent judgement, as if all her pretenses were naked under his gaze.
She avoided his gaze in a panic, stammering, “I…I didn’t…”
But her explanation seemed feeble and unconvincing.
The young man seemed to know what she was thinking.
He crouched down, forcing her to meet his gaze with his long, delicate, and fair fingers— even more refined than a woman’s, as he tilted her chin towards him.
“Look me in the eye and tell me, did you orchestrate the assassination attempt on the princess?
This is your only chance.”
His voice was so gentle, carrying a hint of faint allure that made her want to draw closer involuntarily.
“It…It was me who orchestrated the assassination attempt on the princess.
But she deserves to die.
Who does she think she is to steal my fiancé?
Is she superior just because she’s a princess?
I won’t accept…I won’t accept it…”
The girl let out a desperate cry, seemingly trying to release all the resentment bottled up in her heart.
Princess Randa sneered disdainfully, “Even though I appreciate beauty, I wouldn’t stoop so low.
If your fiancé is so precious, you should watch over him 24/7.
But he’s worthless, the kind of man I wouldn’t even bother to glance at even if he threw himself at me.
Barging into my presence, I want nothing to do with women who can’t live without love.
I’ll grant you your wish right now.
Guards, take her away.
Don’t feed her; let her starve to death.”
The girl’s face went pale, and she yelled with all her might, “You may be a princess, but you don’t have the right to decide whether I live or die.
I want to see the King.
I want to reveal your sins…”
Princess Randa darted forward and slapped Desy across her face with both hands, “You’re really a cheap woman, degrading yourself for a useless man.
Hitting you is beneath me, but today I want to make you understand the truth by making your demise clear as day.”
“Samuel,” Princess Randa called out.
A young woman dressed as a maid stepped forward.
She threw a stack of pictures onto Desy and said coldly, “Your fiancé has bothered the princess more than once.
The princess wouldn’t even look at someone like him, but you have held a grudge against the princess because of him.
These are the good deeds your precious fiancé has been doing behind your back.
Humph.”
Desy looked at the lurid contents of the pictures in disbelief, “No…
This can’t be true.
You’re lying.
You must be lying.”
“Now, what have you got to say?” Samuel looked at Desy mockingly.
Suddenly, Desy fell silent as she slowly rose to her feet.
Her entire demeanor was as if she had lost her soul, lifeless and dull.
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Suddenly, she turned and ran towards a stone pillar.
Her determination was intense and resolute.
Princess Randa involuntarily let out a gasp.
Just as her head was about to hit the stone pillar, she was pulled back by a strong force and fell into a warm embrace.
In her startled state she looked up, her eyes meeting his, full of concealed pity.
“Why…Why would you save me?
Wouldn’t it be better if I just died?”
