Return of the Crowned Heiress

Chapter 113

Felicia had no background to connect with such powerful figures, let alone seek their protection.

Matthew ordered, "Search elsewhere. You have another half hour to find her!"

"Yes, Mr. Lawson Senior!"

With that order, the bodyguards hurried off to continue the search.

...

In the pitch-black room, Felicia felt a sudden whirl of motion. Her body lifted off the ground, and in the next moment, she was thrown heavily onto a large bed.

A strong, heated body pressed down on her, arms locking around her like iron, pinning her in place.

Felicia raised her foot, ready to deliver a fierce kick aimed at her assailant's most sensitive areas.

"Damn it! Go to hell!" Felicia thought to herself.

But the man effortlessly caught her ankle just as she aimed to kick.

let out a low groan, his hot hands tightening around her waist as his voice came out in a

Felicia realized

help you! I can get rid of the effects of

remember that her phone and needle case had been left behind when she was forced into the gown earlier. Was this

salvage the situation, she was enveloped by the intoxicating scent of fresh

a whiff of that strange, familiar herbal aroma, she froze. Why did it

same scent from the scar ointment she had given to Stephan a few days

her remaining rationality was steadily worn away, all that was left was the thunderous beating of her

chaotic. Everyone was

the air was thick with an

to blur until dawn

the rain stopped and clouds cleared, Felicia awakened, feeling utterly wrecked. Remembering the previous night's

at the person

handsome face of the man lying next to her, his features sharply defined, His captivating, deep-set eyes were closed,

It was indeed Stephan!

seemed familiar, and the scent of the scar ointment

Felicia could never have imagined someone tampered with her scar ointment. How could

infuriating part was that she personally delivered that ointment

thing he would

She had to get as