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."

"Oh my, it's almost midnight! Come, Licia,

warmly, led the way

the guest rooms with good lighting and a nice view for Felicia. Instead, he stopped in front

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

hesitated for a moment. "What

that I let her have the room now that she's back. As

of rooms in this house. You

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

exchange made Felicia feel like she was being painted as the villain who was taking

play the part

Kayla hurried to explain, looking flustered. "As long as you don't

in that case, thank you," Felicia replied, stepping into the room without hesitation. She turned back toward them

naturally, Kayla was left speechless. She had expected her to politely

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

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

she was, she'd never be able to complain about this again. After all, she had volunteered to give away her

had to grit her teeth and keep smiling. "No,

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

been carefully arranged. All the bedding had been changed, and even the furniture had been moved. The only thing left from Kayla was a framed family photo