Return of the Crowned Heiress

Return Of The Crowned Heiress 16

Chapter 16

Arnold had never experienced such humiliation before "Anyway, there's no way I'll agree to this marriage!"

"Oh," Matthew replied dismissively, nodding his head before adding, "Does your opinion really matter?" Arnold struggled to form a response. Matthew ruled the Lawson family, and no one could go against his wishes until he relinquished control. "Grandpa..." Arnold said weakly. "What do you see in Felicia? Apart from her looks, what qualifies her to be my fiancée?"

Matthew didn't answer. Instead, he slammed his hand down, declaring, "Whether she's suitable or not is for me to decide! This marriage proposal cannot be refused by anyone-not you, nor that young lady from the Fuller family!" With a cold snort, Matthew turned and left. Arnold's eyes twitched, a surge of frustration welling up within him with no outlet for release. He couldn't go against Matthew. However, he could certainly find a way to make Felicia withdraw herself. the

With a cold smile, Arnold picked up the phone. "Hello, run an investigation on Felicia and send all the findings to her school. I want to see if she'll still have any dignity left."

After the party, Kayla locked herself in her room, refusing to eat or drink. She looked incredibly haggard.

Myra could only repeatedly assure her that she would never agree to Matthew's proposal, and if there were to be a marriage alliance, it would definitely be with Kayla, not Felicia. Hearing this, Kayla cried as she asked, "Mom, is that true? You're not lying to me, right?"

"Of course not!"

if Mr. Lawson Senior

I will negotiate with him. Besides, you and Arnold are in love. No one can separate you," Myra said, stroking

manage a smile through her tears. Once Kayla had been

indignantly saying, "Felicia is truly shameless. How can she steal someone else's fiancé? Ugh! If such a person disappeared, this household would be much

at her words. Yes, if only

little princess of the Fuller family, and only she

she couldn't do it herself.

a small smile, Kayla said to the indignant Holly, "Call Melvin and

most loyal lapdog. The previous day, after Kayla ran out crying from the party, Melvin was the first one to chase after her. She had never looked favorably on him. However, a loyal admirer had its uses-he would do anything

asked.

call, Melvin hurried over to the

her black hair disheveled, making her pale

frantic, asking, "Kayla, have you seen a doctor? Have you taken your

"Melvin, why are you