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 raspy tone, "Help me, and I'll

then that Felicia realized this man must have been

I can get rid of the effects of

scrambled to 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 meant to stumble in

by the intoxicating scent of fresh grass, mixed with the

familiar herbal aroma, she froze. Why did it feel so

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

steadily worn away, all

chaotic.

the air was thick with an

to blur until dawn broke, finally ending the

utterly wrecked. Remembering the previous

turned to look at the person

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 had confirmed her

her scar

infuriating part was that she

woke up, the first thing he

She had to get as