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.

hot hands tightening around her waist as his voice came out in a raspy tone, "Help

was then that Felicia realized this man must have

get rid of the effects of the drug. Just wait

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

by the intoxicating scent of fresh grass,

familiar herbal aroma, she froze. Why did it

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

her remaining rationality was steadily worn away, all that

world was chaotic. Everyone was

room, the air was thick with an

dawn broke, finally

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

at the person

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

It was indeed Stephan!

seemed familiar, and the scent of the scar ointment had confirmed her

someone tampered with her scar ointment.

part was that she personally delivered that ointment to

he woke up, the first thing he would

get as far away