Under the Heiress' Facade

Hera got into the driver's seat and started the car. Nathan's voice came through the walkie-talkie. "Wait, where is the location? How are you going to get there? I'll go back and take you there now!"

She told him the location and added, "I'll drive there. You guys rest first. I'll be back soon."

As she had finally gotten a clue, she couldn't wait anymore.

"Okay. Be careful, then." Nathan then realized something and asked, "By the way, do you have a driver's license?"

Hera skillfully turned the car around and drove toward her destination. She held the steering wheel with one hand and the walkie-talkie in the other. "I'll take the exam next year."

"Holy shit! Are you driving without a license? Stop right now! I'll take you there!" Nathan couldn't help but curse.

Hera listened to the rustling footsteps coming from the walkie-talkie and said, "I've driven a tractor in the village before. It's simple."

Tractor?

Nathan subconsciously imagined Hera driving a tractor. The scene was so weird that he couldn't continue imagining it.

"Is a tractor anything like a car? Stop messing around! If my colleagues find out, they'll scold me to death!"

Hera thought he was stubborn.

She stepped on the accelerator and turned a corner. "It's okay. We're in the countryside. There's no one on the road. Just treat it like I'm practicing driving in advance. Nobody will know if we keep it a secret!"

"Ahem, pretty girl, have you forgotten about me? I've heard your secret." Right then, Stephen's voice came from the walkie-talkie.

Hera instantly went silent.

As they spoke, she had already reached the destination. "I just arrived. I'll go take a look."

Nathan felt helpless. Hera was truly beyond his control, so he could only remind her, "Please be careful. I'll go over later with Stephen."

She responded, "I know, Nate. You're a bigger nag than my brother."

He was rendered speechless when he heard that.

Hera pointed the car's headlights at a specific location. Then, she brought a flashlight and a shovel over.NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.

To avoid being afraid, she mustered her courage and went straight to her destination. She had a clear conscience, so she didn't need to be afraid.

As she approached the fourth tree,

she noticed that the grass had been trampled. The area that had been trampled appeared to have been

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Logically speaking, there shouldn't be such obvious traces after a month.

Hera sensed something was wrong. When she reached the fourth tree, the soil around its roots had been turned over.

She chose a larger stone, placed her flashlight on it, and then used the shovel to dig along the area that had been turned over.

The night breeze carried gusts of leaves, accompanied by the sound of soil being shoveled. After digging for ten minutes, Hera didn't see the box Isabella mentioned.

Her bad premonition grew stronger. She wondered if someone arrived before her.

But wasn't Isabella's email sent to her alone? Or had the email been discovered long ago?

Suddenly, she heard the sound of branches being trodden from behind. It appeared that someone was approaching her.

Hera abruptly turned back, but the high beam of the car lights hindered her from opening her eyes for a while.

She squinted slightly. Shielding the light with her hand, she vaguely noticed two flashlight-like beams approaching.

She assumed it was Nathan and Stephen and thought they had arrived quickly. She then waved at them. "Nat—"

She suddenly felt pain in the back of her head. Someone seemed to have smacked her head severely. Despite her dizziness, she held on and turned around, only to see someone behind her.

That person was holding a stick. He didn't seem to expect that Hera would turn around, so he raised the stick again. When he was going to strike her a second time, she collapsed to the ground.