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

of compared to him. Trash like Arnold belonged in the trash can. He wasn't deserving of

looked up and met Arnold and Kayla's hostile gazes across

out of the Lawson residence in

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

wedding invites right on the

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

they saw Felicia arriving and stepping

man in the Rolls-Royce had a face that was stunningly

stunned by the man's looks, and on the other, she was delighted to get Felicia by the

"Why is Felicia getting out of another man's car? She disappeared 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

was forcing

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

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

you did