The Return of the Cannon Fodder Trillion Heiress-Chapter 847 Alice Looking For Allies

"Are you okay, miss?" Alice asked gently, steadying Mindy to her feet when she didn’t respond the first time. But even after being helped up, Mindy remained silent. Without waiting any longer for a reply, Alice turned to Hera with a reproachful look, seizing the moment to demand an explanation.

"Hera, what is the meaning of this? We’re not in our own country, and treating others like this in someone else’s homeland is completely inappropriate. What do you think the public back home would say if they found out about this?"

Alice, as usual, was quick to cast Hera as the villain. She had been looking for an opportunity to insert herself into the situation ever since hearing Mindy and Alexandre speaking English. It suddenly became clear to her—they had all been pretending not to speak English earlier, likely mocking her while she stood cluelessly nearby. Maybe they found it funny, watching her unknowingly make a fool of herself.

Now that their understanding of English was confirmed, Alice saw her chance to step into the spotlight. The enemy of her enemy was her friend, and she viewed Mindy as a potential ally. Eager to join forces, Alice was ready to turn this moment into an opportunity to bring Hera down a notch.

Alice was seething with jealousy as she watched Hera effortlessly charm yet another remarkable man in a foreign land. And to make matters worse, Hera had gone straight to the son of the very wealthy man Alice had been eager to meet. It felt intentional, like Hera had deliberately stepped in to block her path once again.

Alice couldn’t shake the belief that Hera didn’t want her to succeed—especially not to surpass her. She was convinced Hera feared that if Alice secured a powerful backer, her own days in the spotlight would be numbered. But what Alice failed to realize was that Hera had far more important things to worry about than playing petty attention-seeking games with her.

Hera rolled her eyes the moment she heard Alice’s voice. She had known from the start that Alice wouldn’t miss a chance to insert herself into a situation just to be seen—especially if it gave her an opportunity to appear kind, magnanimous, and conveniently aligned with powerful people like Mindy. So, it was no surprise to Hera when Alice jumped into the conflict, clearly eager to make herself look like the noble peacemaker.

But Alexandre didn’t know Alice. And he definitely didn’t like the way she spoke to Hera—with that self-righteous, accusatory tone that made it sound like everything was Hera’s fault. From the way Alice was talking, you’d think Hera had started the whole mess and was now bullying poor Mindy. His brows furrowed sharply, jaw tightening. To him, it looked like Hera was the one being unfairly targeted.

What exasperated him even more was Alice’s obvious attempt to play the victim. She threw lingering glances his way, batted her lashes like butterfly wings, and her eyes shimmered just enough to suggest unshed tears—as if she were scared, yet bravely standing up for someone else. Alexandre saw right through it.

He had seen this kind of performance too many times before. Alice wasn’t the first to try and manipulate him with a trembling voice and watery eyes. Unfortunately for her, it didn’t work. His concern remained fixed on Hera, and he had no intention of letting this theatrics sway him otherwise.

Besides, the redhead had just brought up "the public" to Hera, which made Alexandre suspect that Hera must be some kind of public figure in her home country. For someone with a public image to maintain, reputation was everything. Was this woman trying to smear Hera’s name on purpose? What if someone had been recording the exchange and it found its way back to Hera’s homeland? The implications could be serious.

And since Hera was standing right beside him, his involvement might only escalate things further—drawing even more unwanted attention and possibly putting her in a difficult position. Alexandre was aware of this, and though Hera understood the risk too, she didn’t seem as concerned.

Before she could react, Alexandre stepped in front of her, shielding her with his tall frame—broad shoulders, narrow waist, and the kind of posture that spoke of both elegance and quiet authority. Hera’s eyes trailed down briefly, noting the toned, perfectly shaped curves of his backside and the long, muscular legs beneath him. In terms of physique, he was easily on par with Leo and the rest of the original male leads.

And to think—there was a man like this, powerful, handsome, and commanding, just hiding in this novel world. Then again, Hera supposed she shouldn’t be surprised. After all, there was Leo... and now there was him—the son of the richest man in Paris, with assets worth over 200 billion.

Aside from his financial assets, Alexandre clearly had other assets worth admiring. From the feel of his strong arms earlier, Hera could tell he was solid beneath that tailored suit—broad shoulders, chiseled abs, and legs that were firm without being overly muscular. He had the kind of physique that belonged on the cover of a luxury magazine—refined, mature, and steady. The kind that screamed ’Daddy vibes’—dangerously attractive, effortlessly commanding, and probably wild once the suit came off.

Then suddenly, Hera caught herself.

What was she doing?

As if startled by her own thoughts, she clamped her mouth shut, then opened it again in protest—against herself. She was acting like Athena! Brazen and unashamedly ogling men in broad daylight.

’I swear, birds of the same feather really do flock together,’ she thought, fanning her face in mild panic. ’Or maybe... maybe I just need to let off some steam.’

Luckily, Alexandre still had his back to her—because if he turned around now and saw her expression, she would never live it down.

Seeing Alexandre step in front of Hera protectively made both Mindy and Alice seethe with jealousy. Mindy’s fury was so intense that she unconsciously dug her nails into Alice’s hand, gripping it so tightly that Alice winced in pain. Her perfectly manicured nails felt like claws, and the fake tears brimming in Alice’s eyes began to sting for real—this time from the sharp pain rather than her usual performance. freeweɓnøvel.com

But she said nothing.

She couldn’t afford to. Not now. Not when Mindy could so easily turn her frustration toward her instead. Unlike Hera, Alice had no powerful backer—yet. She was still biding her time, playing the game, waiting for the perfect opportunity to latch onto someone influential. So for now, she endured the pain, swallowed her pride, and forced a brittle smile through her teary eyes.

Then, with calculated poise, Alice stepped forward and addressed Alexandre directly, pretending not to recognize him.

"Sir, please... don’t let yourself be fooled," she said sweetly, her voice laced with subtle condescension. "I know you may want to protect Hera because you see her as a friend—but I’m from the same country, and the same industry. I know her far better than most. Trust me, she’s no damsel in distress. She’s tougher than nails—and already has a small army of men at her beck and call, all lining up to protect her. You needn’t trouble yourself."

She then tilted her head slightly, gesturing toward Mindy with a soft smile. "Perhaps your concern would be better placed elsewhere? This young lady may have twisted her ankle from the fall."

Her words were sugar-coated, but the venom underneath was unmistakable. Alice had just implied that Hera was promiscuous—entangled with far too many men—and hoped to disgust Alexandre enough to turn him away. And if he chose to investigate? Well, Alice knew there was just enough truth to her claims to plant doubt.

Her goal was clear: dishearten him, redirect his attention, and eliminate Hera as a rival.

Besides, Alice had clearly noticed Mindy’s interest in Alexandre—so much so that she openly targeted Hera. That was fine with Alice. If she played her cards right and offered just enough support, Mindy might soften toward her. With a bit of effort, Alice could position herself as an ally, even a friend. Together, they could focus on removing Hera from the picture.

And once Hera was out of the way? Then it would be Alice’s turn to pursue Alexandre.

Compared to Hera, Mindy was far easier to deal with. Their clashing personalities would work to Alice’s advantage—Mindy’s bold, confrontational nature would only make Alice appear more gentle and composed in contrast. Next to someone so aggressive, Alice’s softer demeanor would seem like a breath of fresh air. She could let Mindy draw the fire, take the lead, and once she burned out... Alice would be the one standing beside Alexandre.

Just the thought of it made Alice feel giddy. The idea of stepping over the so-called untouchable heiress, of turning Mindy into nothing more than a stepping stone to her own rise—it was intoxicating.

Meanwhile, behind Alexandre, Hera peeked her head out with a playful smirk, her hand still curled around his arm. She didn’t look the least bit intimidated.

"Ha! So you admit I’m tough as nails," she said, eyes gleaming with mischief. "And yet, you still show up just to taunt me? Aren’t you afraid I’ll riddle your face with holes?"

Her smile widened, impish and fearless.