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.

do so?" Felicia retorted with a smile that didn't

he had tried to do so, only

was

He sneered, "Here to meet your sugar daddy again? He gave you that

a question. It sounded more

only mean one thing-she was here

with disdain. He turned to leave as if looking

ended up getting Insulted instead. She wasn't going to

grabbed his arm, and threw his words back at him, "Mr. Lawson, so you're saying that me being at the hotel makes me despicable. What about you? Are you despicable too?" Arnold

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

Chup B

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

eyes flashed with a plan, and she started dragging Arnold toward the opposite presidential

shouted, "Felicia! What

He kept a firm grip on his suit as she shoved him toward the