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.

was nothing compared

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

up and met Arnold and Kayla's hostile

run out of the

Everything had been decided, and the marriage was set. Anyone could tell that Matthew

and ordered the butler to distribute the wedding invites right on the spot. Arnold and Felicia's names were

this. She immediately burst into tears and ran out with Arnold running after her. They pulled and jugged until they

saw Felicia arriving

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

stunned by the man's

early this morning, and none of the maids saw her leave. Could she have sneaked out last night?" Since Felicia hadn't been seen all morning, she'd likely have

Matthew was forcing him to marry such a

teeth, he stormed up to Felicia. His eyes,

didn't want to marry me? Why didn't you

you did this