The Killer Queen with Multiple Disguises

Chapter 2 Now, Can I Sit Here?

“The one who saved you,” Hedy’s voice remained calm and unruffled.

She wasn’t exactly a kind–hearted person, but she was willing to save Amos.

She pulled the belt off the dead body and used it to stop the bleeding above Amos’s thigh.

Then she grabbed a tree branch and tore off the dead man’s shirt to use as a makeshift bandage.

Amos grunted, the veins on his neck bulging. Despite his advanced age, he didn’t cry out in pain.

‘Hedy couldn’t help admiring Amos even more.

She took out a bullet, bit open the cap at the base, and sprinkled the gunpowder evenly over the wound, which had already been stopped from bleeding.

After that, she lit the gunpowder, creating a dazzling flame on the wound.

Amos still showed no signs of pain. Instead, he stared at Hedy with a sharper gaze.

“This is an emergency hemostasis and disinfection method commonly used on the battlefield. Who are you?”

Such a familiar technique didn’t seem like something that could come from the hands of an eighteen–year–old girl!

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Moreover, she had just blown off the head of the Italian assassin with one shot, displaying remarkable marksmanship!

It was as if she had repeated this entire sequence of actions countless times before!

Hedy frowned.

In the end, she revealed her name, “Hedy Ellis.”

With Amos’s status, even if she played dumb, her background would still be thoroughly investigated.

However, no matter how much he investigated, he wouldn’t be able to discover that she was a reincarnated person.

The sound of numerous footsteps approached from a distance. Hedy knew that Amos’s reinforcements had arrived.

She left Amos behind and headed towards her own home.

Amos stayed there in a daze.

Was she just going to leave like that?

She saved a national hero and didn’t even want any rewards?

Or… did she disdain taking it?

The next morning, Hedy bid farewell to her parents and boarded the bus with a backpack, heading towards school.

It was still early, and there wasn’t much traffic on the highway. The relaxed driver’s nerves suddenly tensed up as a Rolls–Royce sports car approached from the opposite direction.

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the driver to catch a glimpse of

appeared to be around twenty–seven years old, dressed in a well–tailored, luxurious black suit. His features were sharply defined, with a chiseled jawline, and his deep, narrow eyes exuded an icy coldness. He was even

Swish.

past each other and disappeared in each other’s

her head, engrossed in playing with her phone, completely oblivious to this

Trial mission

saw a line

place in the monthly exam at Lowell High School.”

various fields by the organization. After going through the knowledge of the

hour later, the bus stopped at the

in front of her, there was a musical fountain with a giant white book sculpture in the middle. The

for education for life.”

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their families passing by were dressed in branded clothes and adorned with

other hand,

an outdated white short–sleeved shirt paired with faded blue jeans. The edges of her canvas shoes had turned yellow,

stood out from everything and

she attracted attention.

We don’t have any transfer students in

could it be? Who’s the poorest in the whole school? It’s Mr. Johnson’s rural fiancée,

I remember Hedy being ugly as hell, with that thick bangs

fool. She just brushed her bangs up, and I’m seriously smitten…”

a picture and show it to others!”

new continent, many students took out their phones and began snapping pictures of

left in

so beautiful today!

carried her bag on one shoulder, hands casually in her pockets, standing tall with confident

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and instilled a

cool demeanor, they could believe she was a professional

just a hairstyle change, what’s so surprising?”

expressions and spoke

and the fact that this news of her transformation was spreading like

senior year (Class 2) classroom following her memory of the route, the entire class already

disdain and disgust, their young faces filled

bumpkin sure

bumpkin

what? The moment she comes in, I can smell that poverty smell,

I’m gonna puke my breakfast if you keep talking.”

in the same class as Oliver? But even the vice principal was afraid that Hedy would drag them down and disrupt the studious atmosphere of

put her in our

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all Hedy’s fault. She should go to hell,

into the