Return of the Crowned Heiress

Return Of The Crowned Heiress 41

Chapter 41

Stephan shot Mike a glance, his tone light and dismissive. "It's not what I did to her. It's that she wanted

to throw herself at me."

Mike's ears immediately perked up. "Go on, tell me more."

"Get lost."

"How stingy," Mike muttered, disappointed at not hearing any juicy gossip.

Then, as if remembering something, he raised an eyebrow. "If nothing unexpected happens, Ms. Fuller will soon be engaged to my nephew, Arnold. She's about to become part of the Lawson family." The news of Matthew proposing the engagement between her and Arnold had already spread throughout Khogend. Even though Felicia had rejected it at the time, it didn't seem to matter.

Everyone else saw her refusal as being ungrateful, playing hard to get. To outsiders, this engagement was as good as set in stone.

Stephan's lips curved into a faint, amused smile. "But what if something unexpected does happen?"

"Unlikely. My grandfather personally investigated Felicia's entire background. After that, he was dead set on arranging her engagement to Arnold. And once he makes up his mind, no one can change it."

Mike clicked his tongue. "Besides, Arnold himself isn't on board with the whole thing. Just the other day, I overheard him planning to give her a hard time, hoping she'll back out on her own.

who forced this engagement

Arnold would've grown up together as childhood sweethearts. Their engagement would've been natural, Such

happens, Ms. Fuller will soon be engaged to my nephew, Arnold. She's about to become part of the Lawson family,"

if something

his eyes. "Stephan, you're not interested in Ms.

like I have that much free

"Good point..." Mike mused.

for not showing any interest in them. Not a single woman had ever gotten close to

more terrifying. Mike crossed his arms, looking horrified. "Wait, don't tell

deadpan look. "Where's

nervously, though he quickly put some distance

me to change her diaper, so I'll

disdain and casually tossed a neatly wrapped gift box from the back seat toward him. "For your

Mike accepted it

offhandedly, "Your daughter's one year old now, right? Still no

single clue. It's like she vanished into thin air." Mike smiled

to talk now. She calls for her mom all the time. When she cries, I'm the

didn't comment further and simply said, "It's getting late. You should head

""Yeah, will do."

residence, as soon as Mike walked through the door, a little girl came stumbling toward him. Sandra Lawson reached out with her tiny

voice,