The Killer Queen with Multiple Disguises by Novia Ford novel Chapter 1

Chapter 1 Queen’s Rebirth

“Who would have thought that the killer who had been buried in the flames would be reborn in the body of a girl who died suddenly from a heart attack in a small village in the USA?”

On the second floor of a rural farmhouse, Hedy Ellis scrutinized herself in the mirror.

The girl in the mirror was eighteen years old, with long golden hair cascading down to her waist. Her features were delicate, her complexion flawless and fair, making her a rare beauty.

“And, it’s not just me who can be reborn…”

Hedy closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, there were a few more lines in front of her.

“Goal: Complete 30 trial missions.”

“Reward: Revive ‘Cooper Ellis’.”

“Note: Previous combat skills retained; the host’s heart disease removed.”

“…Mission customization in progress…”

“It’s like receiving a quest from a video game system.”

Hedy thought, her eyes filled with a hint of confusion. But soon, she was overwhelmed by pain and regret.

Cooper was her younger brother.

She had planned to escape the organization with him, but halfway through, he drugged her and, ignoring her objections, returned to the organization to buy her more time.

By the time she regained consciousness, she found herself on the other side of the ocean, successfully breaking free from the organization’s control.

But her brother had been tortured and mercilessly killed by those people!

Hedy clenched her fist, her fingernails digging into her flesh.

“As long as I can save Cooper, whether it’s 30 missions or 300 missions, I will do my best!”

“Hedy, come downstairs for dinner,” a loving voice called from below.

Hedy turned and descended the stairs, finding her mother, Malina Ellis, preparing dinner in the kitchen, with her father, Buddy Ellis, assisting beside her.

Malina, a middle-aged woman of around fifty, bore the marks of years of labor on her face. Buddy, two years her senior, was a weathered-skinned farmer.

He asked Hedy, “Tell me, is someone bullying you at school?”

Ever since she started high school, Hedy seemed like a different person, but no matter how they asked, she always denied it.

“No,” Hedy lied.

The previous host had indeed been bullied at school.

But she preferred to handle those matters herself.

Malina asked again, “And what about Mr. Johnson? How is he treating you? Have the Johnson Family mentioned when they’ll arrange the engagement ceremony for you two?”

Hedy’s eyes flickered.

Mr. Johnson referred to Oliver Johnson, the only son of the Johnson Group in San Francisco, and also her fiancé.

The marriage between the Ellis Family and the Johnson Family had something to do with the grandfathers of both families.

Both grandfathers had been villagers in Geary Village, and their bond was as close as brothers. They had made a pact to betroth the next generations to each other.

Due to certain circumstances, the arranged marriage had been postponed until Hedy and Oliver’s generation.

However, the Johnson Family’s business had grown tremendously, transforming from a humble village household to a prominent family in San Francisco.

According to the common plot twists in dramas, the Johnson Family should have kept silent about this marriage arrangement.

However, Oliver’s grandfather held a deep respect for the principle of honesty in business dealings.

Not only did he not neglect the Ellis Family, but he also frequently sent gifts to the countryside.

Upon hearing that Hedy’s exam results were unsatisfactory, Oliver’s grandfather arranged for Hedy to attend Lowell High School, the best prestigious school in San Francisco.

He even claimed that his grandson also studied at Lowell High School, conveniently creating an opportunity for the two to bond.

Unfortunately, Mr. Johnson did not inherit his grandfather’s virtues.

Hedy’s host had endured three years of bullying at school without any help from Mr. Johnson.

Furthermore, Oliver’s grandfather passed away earlier this year, making it impossible to arrange an engagement ceremony.

“There’s no rush.” Buddy looked at his wife.

“City folks have high standards, and Mr. Johnson might not think highly of our daughter. Our daughter doesn’t have to marry into the Johnson Family if she doesn’t want to. It’s up to her.”

“You’re right,” Malina nodded in agreement. “Even if the Johnson Family offers us a billion dollars, we won’t accept it if Hedy is not willing!”

Hedy kept her head down, eating her meal in silence.

This kind of love from her parents felt unfamiliar to her.

After dinner, Malina entered Hedy’s bedroom, meticulously checking the items her daughter needed for school, fearing that she might have missed something.