Return of the Crowned Heiress

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Dexter was well known in high society as a man who doted on his wife. He supported all of Myra's decisions without question, just like when she signed that check for 50 million earlier he didn't say a word. Since his biological daughter was about to be rightfully acknowledged as part of the family, there was no way he would object.

"Alright, I'll take care of it," he said.

The moment Dexter agreed, Kayla's face paled. She knew if she protested now, it would only irritate Myra and Dexter further, making it impossible to change anything.

However, once Felicia's true identity was revealed, Kayla's false status would be declared too. Everyone would know her real parents were nothing but lowlife scoundrels.

Clenching her fists tightly, Kayla cast a resentful glance at Felicia, her eyes filled with growing hatred. She figured that was why Felicia had pretended to want to leave. It was a door-in-the-face technique. Sensing something, Felicia glanced back and caught a brief glimpse of the malice in Kayla's eyes. It quickly disappeared, replaced by her usual innocent smile.

"Isn't this wonderful, Felicia? We'll be a family from now on!" Kayla said.

Felicia shot her a small smile. "Yes, wonderful."

"The squeaky wheel gets the grease," Felicia thought to herself. It was a tactic she had learned from Kayla.

In her previous life, Felicia had kept her head down, not competing for anything, desperately craving even a sliver of attention from her parents. In the end, she was accepted back into the Fuller family but only as their adopted daughter.

This time, though, she had used a different approach. By taking a step back to gain the upper hand and shedding a few well-timed tears, she managed to claim a fair outcome that should have been hers all along. Was she beating the devil as his own game? Felicia yawned. "I'm tired."

agreed. "Oh my, it's almost midnight! Come, Licia, let's go upstairs

still smiling warmly, led the way

of the guest rooms with good lighting and a nice view for Felicia. Instead,

Kayla's belongings

a moment. "What

mischievous way. "I've taken Felicia's place for so long, it's only right that I let her have the room now that she's back. As long as you don't kick me out, I don't mind where I sleep." That

have plenty of rooms in this house. You

not the same," Kayla insisted with a bright, innocent smile. "This is the best room, so of course it should go to Felicia! Besides, as long as you love me, it won't be a

sacrifice, and Kayla was saying that as long as she loved her, it wouldn't be a big sacrifice. The whole exchange made Felicia feel like she was being painted as the villain who was

just trying to play the part of the

want to!" Kayla hurried to explain, looking flustered. "As long as you don't mind, I'm happy to

that case, thank you," Felicia replied, stepping into the room without hesitation. She

Kayla was left speechless. She had expected

all, Kayla had prepared a whole list of things to say. If Felicia had just resisted a little, she could've kept the room while

she asked, "Hmm? You don't look happy. Are you

whole "good girl" act would crumble. However, if she said she was, she'd never be able to complain about this again. After all, she had volunteered

response. Hence, she had to grit her teeth and keep smiling. "No, no, I'm happy to do this. You should

a faint smile, Felicia nodded, gave a quick goodnight to Myra and Dexter, and closed the

bedding had been changed, and even the furniture had been moved. The