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.

his limit. He let out a low groan, his hot hands tightening around her waist as his voice came out in a raspy tone, "Help me, and

Felicia realized this man must have been

I can get rid of the effects

find the silver needle she always carried, only to remember that her phone and needle case had been left behind when she was forced into the

she was enveloped by the intoxicating scent of fresh grass, mixed with the man's heat,

strange, familiar herbal aroma, she froze. Why did

was the same scent from the scar ointment she had given

was steadily worn away, all that was left was the thunderous

world was chaotic. Everyone was on

air

seemed to blur until dawn broke, finally ending the chaotic

feeling utterly wrecked. Remembering the previous night's events, she became acutely

at the person beside

defined, His captivating, deep-set eyes were closed, and long lashes cast shadows on

It was indeed Stephan!

the scent of the scar ointment

have imagined someone tampered with her scar ointment. How could it contain such potent

part was that she

woke up, the first thing he would likely do

She had to get as far away