Return of the Crowned Heiress

Chapter 111

Mike asked, "What if she actually asks for your help? Would you say yes?"

"It depends on my mood."

Mike fell silent, thinking Stephan was heartless!

Stephan toyed with the round, smooth porcelain bottle, casually removing the cap to sniff it. The scent of fresh grass wafted up, quite unique. In his boredom, he poured a bit out and applied it to the scars on his hand.

He remembered Felicia mentioning that it was effective even on old scars, so he thought he'd give it a try for her sake.

Just then, Mike glanced at his vibrating phone and exclaimed, "No need to ask for help. I just got the news that Felicia has escaped!

"My grandpa has mobilized nearly half the staff to search for her up and down. I need to check things out. See you later."

As he typed a message while heading for the exit, he didn't forget to turn off the lights for Stephan.

The room was plunged into darkness, and Stephan paused, contemplating whether he should offer Felicia a helping hand.

However, in the next second, his expression changed drastically, his gaze darkening as he smashed the porcelain bottle to the ground! Shards flew everywhere.

teeth in the

overpowering heat surged

was something wrong

red, a surge of murderous intent rising

Felicia had some nerves!

had the nerve

...

Hall," which appeared to

it felt more like a maze, vast

around her. She

her first time here, and she was completely

found herself hopelessly lost after running for a

behind

had already fled, Matthew sent another

en

task was to bring Felicia back to the banquet hall with no exceptions. Even if it was just her alone, they were determined to carry

her eyes, Felicia

at the corner-a girl wearing a mask