Return of the Crowned Heiress Chapter 591

Soon, Archie would have his dream come true–total control over the Russell family and becoming the future master!

The immense wealth and power that reigned over all would soon be his!

All those who had looked down on him would be trampled underfoot. All those who had bullied him, he would make them pay!

A satisfied smile involuntarily spread across Archie’s face. However, the moment he looked up, he saw Stanley’s expressionless face blocking the door to Stephan’s

smiled and joldingly put an arm around

Stanley stood there, exuding a menacing air like a highly aggressive dog. He was no longer the friendly figure that had once st Archie. He now radiated sharp hostility,

He asked, “What are you smiling about?

Archie’s smile faltered and quickly disappeared.

Stanley stepped forward, pointing directly at Archie and pressing, “Why are you so happy?”

“I wasn’t smiling. You’re mistaken. I was just concerned about Mr. Russell,” Archie replied calmly.

After all, he had set things up perfectly and had the support of the Carrell family, who had struck a deal with him behind the scenes, With this confidence, his stance grew firm and uncompromising.

Without another word, Stanley threw a punch, which landed squarely on Archie’s face. The force of the blow knocked him to the ground instantly.

Johanna, who had been following behind, gasped and rushed forward to help Archie. Furious, she glared at Stanley, shouting, “What are you doing? How dare you hit my brother?”

Even Imogen, who had been startled by the sudden commotion, tumed her cold gaze to Stanley. “Stanley, are you trying to rebel?”

“I wouldn’t dare,” Stanley replied without the slightest sign of retreat, smiling nonchalantly, “Ms. Russell, you know that I’m Mr. Russell’s dog. I’ll deal with anyone who dares disrespect Mr. Russell”

A resounding slap echoed through the room, leaving a red mark across Stanley’s face.

Imogen withdrew her hand, her palm tingling from the impact. She spoke coldly, each word heavy, “Apologize to Archie! Right now!”

Stanley glanced at Archie and Johanna, both of whom wore expressions of smugness and anger. He responded indifferently, “Ms. Russell, I’m atraid I can’t comply.

“You

Imogen trembled with rage and shoved Stanley. At the same time, her voice cose to a sharp, commanding tone, “Get out of my way! I’m going in!”

Stanley stood like an immovable wall. “I’m sorry, Ms. Russell, but Mr. Russell’s orders are that no one is to be allowed in.

Imogen stared at him, incredulous. “Even me?”

She was speechless. Her vision blurred with fury, but in the end, concem outweighed her anger. She stopped dwelling on the earlier Incident and asked, “How is Stephan now? Why did Dr. Hughes leave with his team? Why didn’t you stop them?”

“It wasn’t necessary to stop them. Mr. Russell’s condition is very bad, and even Dr. Hughes can’t do anything

Stanley lowered his head, his voice tinged with melancholy. As he spoke, a faint tremor and a hint of choked emotion were detectable in his words.

Imogen almost collapsed. “Why did this happen? Didn’t you say the toxins were under control? Didn’t you say the situation was stable?”

“Mr. Russell’s condition was indeed stable before. Dr. Hughes said he would wake up soon, but after the infusion today, his condition worsened. The cause is poisoning!”

Stanley’s gaze slid across Archie’s face, carrying a trace of mockery. He continued, “What a coincidence. Mr. Rosario’s return happens to be right when Mr. Russell is in a coma. Shortly after his return, Mr. Russell was poisoned and is now in a hopeless state! I say, Mr. Rosario, the person who poisoned Mr. Russell wouldn’t be you, would it?”