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!

smiling warmly, led

reached the second floor, Myra expected Dexter to have picked out one of the guest rooms

been redecorated. All of Kayla's belongings had been moved out, and

for a moment. "What

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

in this house.

the same," Kayla insisted with a bright, innocent smile. "This is the best room, so of course it should go to

she was being painted as the villain who was taking something that wasn't hers. Cutting through the sentimental moment,

the

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

into the room without hesitation. She turned back toward them and added,

accepted it so naturally, Kayla was left speechless. She had

had prepared a whole list of things to say. If Felicia had just resisted a little, she could've kept the room while still appearing generous and considerate.

Kayla's face fell, Felicia tilted her head. As if puzzled, she asked, "Hmm? You don't look happy. Are you not willing to

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

once, Kayla couldn't form a response. Hence, she had to grit her teeth and keep smiling. "No, no, I'm happy to do this. You should get some rest,

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

even the furniture had been moved. The only thing left from Kayla was a framed family