The Return of the Cannon Fodder Trillion Heiress - Chapter 599

Chapter 599: Chapter 599 Her Identity Being Suspected 2
The plane was divided into different sections, each outfitted like a high-end cruise ship.

There was a fully stocked bar, a massive flat-screen TV, and even a billiards table near the bar area.

On the left side of the plane, close to the cockpit, was the entertainment zone, while the right side featured rows of plush, comfortable seating.

The whole setup was beyond anything they had imagined, leaving them in awe of its grandeur.

The seats were enormous, resembling plush theater recliners, complete with hidden massage mechanisms to ensure the utmost comfort for every passenger.

But that was only the beginning. Deeper within the plane, there were several private guest rooms designed for restful sleep, each equipped with its own shower and toilet.

At the very heart of the plane was a master bedroom, featuring a king-sized bed, a spacious bathroom, and a small bar.

For those seeking even more relaxation, there was a dedicated massage parlor where passengers could enjoy a soothing massage during the flight.

The entire interior was designed with luxury and comfort in mind, making it feel more like a five-star resort than an aircraft.

The plane also featured a conference room and a fully stocked kitchen with a chef on standby.

It was no surprise that the private jet was so large—its numerous facilities could easily accommodate many passengers without compromising comfort or entertainment.

Passengers wouldn’t feel a moment of boredom during the flight. Despite the exterior’s pink-and-white “princess” appearance, the interior mirrored Hera’s penthouse, adorned in white, gold, and cream tones.

This elegant design exuded a sense of royalty, sophistication, and tranquility, creating an atmosphere of calm that would make the passengers feel at ease rather than overwhelmed.

With staff stationed throughout, ready to assist with every need, Hera and her companions could simply sit back and relax, enjoying the flight without lifting a finger.

Danny and the rest of the National Race Team staff were immediately filled with excitement as the flight attendants guided them to their seats.

Leo quickly settled beside Hera as Xavier gently helped her into her seat, ensuring she was comfortable.

With a caring touch, Leo fastened her seatbelt to make sure she was safe. As the crew took over their duties, everyone turned off their phones, settling into the luxurious surroundings for the flight ahead.

From the back, Dave leaned forward, his eyes drifting to Hera’s peaceful sleeping face.

Unable to contain his curiosity, he couldn’t help but ask, “Sweetheart isn’t secretly from the Hendrix family, is she?”

He looked at her, the lavish surroundings of the plane, her penthouse, exotic rare cars, and connections to powerful people, all raising questions about her identity.

While it seemed unlikely that she was one of the Hendrix, considering Leo was already from that family, the thought lingered.

After all, the Hendrix had distant family branches, and marrying outside the direct bloodline wouldn’t be incestuous. The possibility, however remote, was still there.

“She should be…” Leo responded slowly, a wide grin spreading across his face. “Once she marries me, she’ll be a Hendrix.”

His answer only seemed to fuel Dave’s frustration.

“Be serious, man,” Dave shot back, his tone sharp and annoyed. Leo, unfazed, simply rolled his eyes.

“If you really want to know her identity, then be patient,” Leo said, his tone uncharacteristically serious.

“Once she trusts you enough, she’ll tell you. Or, even if she already does, there might be circumstances holding her back. So just be patient.”

Although Leo was offering advice, the three men could sense there was a deeper meaning behind his words.

It almost sounded like Leo knew exactly who Hera was.

The thought from earlier—the one Dave had mentioned—flashed in their minds, and in that instant, Luke, Xavier, and Dave exchanged a knowing look. Dave’s gaze instantly darted to Hera’s face, his eyes wide with the realization.

With so many clues laid out before them, they would have to be incredibly dense not to put the pieces together.

After all, Hera hadn’t been keeping them completely in the dark—she had been gradually revealing herself.

She was slowly coming out of her shell, building her power, reputation, and influence, so when her true identity was finally exposed, it wouldn’t be too shocking.

At least, not to those who were paying attention.

Most of the men around her were already beginning to see the bigger picture, unlike the public, who would still be scrambling to piece together the mystery.

This approach also gave Hera the chance to test the waters with the male leads, gauging their loyalty and understanding.

It also allowed her to gradually uncover those who might be targeting her family—those who were supposed to be working alongside the male leads in the novel to bring down her family and its legacy.

Without Xavier, Leo, or the others noticing, Hera’s eyes fluttered. She had been awake for a while, but she was too lazy to move, and a little embarrassed to be questioned about the events of the previous night, that’s why she kept pretending to be asleep.

She wasn’t yet used to the feeling of being intimate with multiple men, so it was natural for her to feel this way.

But hearing Leo’s words made her heart skip a beat. Despite her initial hesitation, he was right.

She had started to trust the male leads long ago. If she hadn’t, she would never have allowed them that closeness, nor considered them in the first place.

By using some of her privileges around them, she was already admitting her identity, even without openly revealing it.

She knew that the men around her were all smart, and with their sharp intellects, they would catch on quickly.

However, without her saying anything, their thoughts would only remain as suspicions and guesses.

Luke, Dave, and Xavier, too, realized this. They might have come to a conclusion, but they weren’t certain—there was always the chance their deductions could be wrong.

Still, at least now, their hearts were prepared for the inevitable revelation that would come sooner or later.

And as Leo had said, patience was key. Hera would eventually reveal the truth in her own time.

It was better this way—allowing her to share it when she felt ready—than for them to grow impatient and secretly investigate her. This small act of patience and trust was all Hera needed from them now.

After a moment of reflection, Dave fell silent, and Leo gave a satisfied smile as they all settled into their seats.

The topic was quietly dropped. Hera, feeling a weight lift off her shoulders, let out a quiet sigh of relief.

Soon after, the flight attendants closed the plane’s door, and the crew went through the motions of securing each passenger, making sure every indicator was clear. Then, the Captain’s voice crackled over the speaker.

“Good day, everyone. This is Captain Troy. We’ve received the go-ahead from Traffic Control. Please ensure your seatbelts are fastened, and I’ll have you in Barcelona in less than five hours.”

Fortunately, while their private plane was spacious, it wasn’t as large as a commercial aircraft, which actually worked in their favor.

Its size allowed it to fly faster, ensuring they’d reach their destination in record time. With the plane’s luxurious facilities, Hera could even rest and recharge during the flight, ready to race as soon as they arrived.