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.

can you actually do so?" Felicia retorted

he had tried

Arnold was rendered

"Here to meet your sugar daddy again? He gave

sounded more like he was stating a

could only mean one thing-she was here for some illicit

spat out the words with disdain. He turned to

didn't provoke him but ended up getting Insulted instead. She wasn't going to let it

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 retorted, "You think I'm like you? I'm here for

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

Chup B

instead. It seemed clean and

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

"Felicia! What are you

firm grip on his