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.

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

was then that Felicia realized this man must

get rid of the

her phone and needle case had been left behind when she was forced into

intoxicating scent of fresh

herbal aroma, she

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

as her remaining rationality was steadily worn away, all that was left was

the world was chaotic.

this dark room, the air was thick with an

seemed to blur until dawn

the previous night's events, she became acutely aware, her mind racing with a dreadful

turned to look at the

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

It was indeed Stephan!

night, his voice had seemed familiar, and the scent of the scar ointment

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

part was that she personally delivered that ointment to

thing he would likely do was

to get as far away as