Announcing Jeanne's Identity As The Princess of the Sanders

Lucy was sprawled on the ground.

She had really prepared herself mentally for Kingsley to kill her. 

It made her think that was probably how a person's life was. 

To most assassins, although they were afraid of death, they understood life and death.

However, seconds ticked by, and no one came into the room. There were no so-called assassins to carry out Kingsley's orders. It was as if Kingsley had forgotten about her. 

The room was eerily quiet. Lucy felt her body turn cold, but no one appeared.

She thought that Kingsley might not kill her anymore, and it was okay if he did not kill her. To her, death was insignificant, so she would not shed tears of gratitude anymore.

She forced herself to stand up from the ground. It still hurt, but she was feeling much better than before.

She walked into the bathroom with difficulty and lay in the bathtub.