Return of the Crowned Heiress

Return Of The Crowned Heiress 63

Chapter 63

Felicia almost gagged at hearing the word "fiancé".

She didn't bother to hide the evident disdain on her face as she replied, "I'm not picking up trash from a garbage dump."

Stephan seemed to chuckle. His voice carried the usual indifference but with a hint of mischief. "At least you have a good taste."

From Stephan tone, it seemed he was looking down on Arnold as well.

Felicia was slightly surprised, but the Rolls-Royce had started moving before she could ask.

Through the lowered window, Stephan leaned lazily against the leather seat. He radiated an impenetrable air of coldness despite his relaxed posture. Every gesture of his exuded an innate commanding presence. Rays of sunlight cast on his face, highlighting his pale complexion and chiseled features.

Felicia was momentarily dazed. It was only then that she remembered that Stephan, the head of the Russell family, was just 28 years old yet already wielded immense power.

nothing compared to

man, Arnold wasn't worthy of compared to him. Trash like Arnold belonged in the trash

met Arnold and Kayla's

had run out of the

his demand that Arnold would marry Felicia. Everything had been decided, and the marriage was

wedding invites right

out with Arnold running after her. They pulled and jugged until they ended

surprise, they saw Felicia arriving

was just a brief glance, the man in the Rolls-Royce had a face that

the man's

mutter, "Why is Felicia getting out of another man's car? She disappeared early this morning, and none of the maids saw

darkened at Kayla's words. He wondered why Matthew was forcing him to marry such a woman with no

teeth, he stormed up to Felicia. His eyes, filled with restrained fury,

to

obvious you did this