Return of the Crowned Heiress

Chapter 87

Chapter 87

Felicia looked around and noted that the door was unlike the others in the hotel. It was adorned with intricate ancient patterns radiating a mysterious and dangerous air.

It felt oddly familiar. She wondered where she had seen that before.

As she struggled to recall, a cold laugh sounded behind her. The area was dark, and the sudden. rush of cold air on her neck startled her.

Felicia shuddered and instinctively swung her first. "Bang!"

A grunt of pain followed as she focused, only to notice that she'd struck Arnold.

Oh, so that was nothing. She retracted her fist without a hint of remorse.

Arnold clutched his nose, and his eyes blazed with anger. This was the second time she'd punched him after all-once at the Lawson residence's gate as a lesson learned and now again. "Felicia! I can always give you a beating even if you're a woman!" he growled.

actually do so?" Felicia retorted with a smile

give her a beating, he had tried to do so, only to end

was rendered

gaze landed on the door of the presidential suite behind her. He sneered, "Here to meet your sugar daddy again? He

sounded more like he was stating a

at the hotel could only mean one thing-she was here for some

words with disdain. He turned to

Insulted instead. She wasn't

me being at the hotel makes me despicable. What about you? Are you despicable too?" Arnold retorted,

When she was at a hotel, it was to meet a sugar

Chup B

hotel, was for a business meeting instead. It seemed clean and respectable. Such a perfect example of double

with a plan, and she started dragging Arnold toward the

and shouted, "Felicia! What

He kept a firm grip on his suit as