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.

hands tightening around her waist as his voice came out in a raspy tone, "Help me, and I'll repay

was then that Felicia realized this man must have

rid of the

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 gown earlier. Was this what it

situation, she was enveloped by the intoxicating scent of fresh grass, mixed with the

herbal aroma, she froze. Why

same scent from the scar ointment she

rationality was steadily worn away, all that was left

was chaotic. Everyone was on

the air was thick

seemed to blur until dawn broke,

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

at

of the man lying next to her, his features sharply defined, His captivating, deep-set eyes were closed, and long lashes cast shadows on his cheeks. His thin lips were pressed

It was indeed Stephan!

the scent of the scar ointment had

someone tampered with her scar ointment.

that she personally delivered that ointment to

the first thing he would likely do was

She had to get