Return of the Crowned Heiress

Return Of The Crowned Heiress 23

Chapter 23

Felicia felt a chill run down her spine. She had walked straight into danger.

Immediately, she raised her hands in a gesture of surrender. Not just her; Lance and the incapacitated lackey, along with the two frothing at the mouth in the van, were all restrained by the gang of armed criminals.

With guns pointed at their heads, Lance trembled, nearly wetting himself as he begged, "Don't kill me! Please, I'm begging you!"

His lackeys echoed his pleas, "Please, don't hurt us! We'll do anything!"

"Shut up! If anyone makes another sound, I'll pull the trigger!" barked the leader of the gang.

Silence fell as fear washed over Lance and his lackeys, their faces pale and shaking.

Felicia, initially startled, regained her composure. She knew these criminals wouldn't fire their weapons. lightly; they needed hostages.

pursuing the pickups stopped nearby.

one of them

pressed their guns harder against their hostages and shouted,

began to retreat, knowing that the criminals would escape if

one!" the

We're retreating!" the agents shouted as they

Felicia and the other hostages were thrown into the bed of a pickup

fully set, the last light of dusk was replaced by

mentally noting the direction they were heading to

the terrain became, surrounded by deep mountains and

of life.

someone were to be killed

no idea who these people were. Desperation drove him to name-drop anyone he could think of in a bid to

to the Chavez family! You know, one of the four prestigious families in Khogend? We've got money and power! If you let me go, I'll ensure Mr. Chavez treats you to a feast! You'll be

four prestigious

of them slapped Lance, then plunged a knife