Return of the Crowned Heiress

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Arnold Lawson.

Hearing that name again sent a surge of hatred through Felicia. She couldn't forget the cold, decisive way he had sent her to prison in her past life. Nor could she shake the memory of him looking down on her, bloodied and barely alive, judging her from above. She didn't even want to look at him. Felicia strode outside just as Eugene pulled up with the car. Without hesitation, she got in.

"Drive," she commanded.

With that, Eugene started the vehicle.

At that moment, Arnold arrived at the Fuller residence in his own car. As their vehicles passed each other, he casually glanced out, momentarily blinded by the morning light. In that brief moment, he caught a glimpse of a flawless profile-a cool, striking, distant beauty- before it vanished.

Arnold got out of his car and turned to look back, but before he could see clearly, he heard Kayla's cheerful voice behind him.

"Arnie!"

Arnold turned, his expression softening with a smile that made his already handsome face even more attractive. He reached out, affectionately ruffling Kayla's hair.

Blushing, Kayla was about to say something when Arnold looked toward the end of the road and asked, "Was that the daughter that Mr. and Mrs. Fuller just brought back?" Kayla froze, suddenly alert. No matter how reluctant she was to admit, Felicia was undeniably beautiful. Just standing there, she effortlessly commanded everyone's attention. Biting her lip, Kayla cautiously probed, "Arnie, have you met her? What do you think?"

"What can I think?" Arnold chuckled, teasing her in his usual tone. "I'm just worried that you, my precious pearl, might be doted on less. I wouldn't want to see you crying as you'll need me to comfort you." "Arnie!" Kayla stomped her foot, but inwardly, she relaxed. Some people were simply irreplaceable.

...

car pulled away from the Fuller residence, Eugene glanced at Felicia in the rearview mirror and

was the largest and most prestigious medical center in Khogend, home to many expert-level traditional doctors. People flocked there seeking medical advice.

honestly. "I'm

Work?

the Fuller family. Given her previous family background, she must have had her fair share of sufferings. He

they can take away.

when it suited them. Only the knowledge, skills, and medicine she had learned truly allowed

opened his mouth to say something else, but they soon hit a traffic jam. Many cars were stuck, and it seemed a serious accident had occurred ahead-Felicia

she said, stepping out of the car. She navigated through

collided, and while it didn't seem too severe, one of the passengers-a frail elderly man was in distress, lying on the ground with a flushed face, clearly struggling

to see this scenario play out so soon. The elderly man was Arnold's grandfather, the current head of

Arnold when the Fuller and Lawson families considered an marriage alliance. Due to that, Arnold had grown to despise her, convinced she had orchestrated everything for her

Felicia distinctly remembered that this incident was supposed to happen after the party, and it was due to poisoning-not a car accident-that she had saved

reminding her that no matter how hard she tried

Royce was forced to a sudden stop as

blocked ahead, Mr.

who had been resting with his eyes closed in the back seat, opened them. His dark lashes cast a slight shadow over his sharp, sculpted features, making it hard to read his expression, but his presence was imposing.