Return of the Crowned Heiress

Chapter 142

The group of students scattered like birds and beasts, and the alley returned to silence.

Felicia, who was around the corner, rubbed her ears. She had heard everything that happened and was somewhat surprised that Arnold would help her.

However, she still didn't think that he was up to any good.

Felicia pursed her lips and turned to leave.

Inside the small house, steaming dishes were already laid out on the table. Macey was pouring tea and, hearing footsteps, looked over her shoulder to ask, "Where's the guest? Why isn't he here?"

"Oh, he said he had something to attend to and wouldn't be coming," Felicia replied without changing her expression.

Although Macey was slightly disappointed, she didn't doubt Felicia's words and could only say, "Alright, let's eat by ourselves!"

"Yes!"

Just as Felicia picked up her cutlery and was about to eat, she suddenly felt a gust of wind sweep in. It was followed by the casual entrance of a tall figure. It was Arnold.

warmly welcomed, "Oh, the guest

shocked that her cutlery nearly fell from

he leave? Why was he

how shameless could

sight of Felicia's stunned expression, he couldn't help

even getting beaten up by her. This was the first time he had the chance to

couldn't just throw him out.

wanting to know since earlier, "Young man, what's your

really looked the part. He fit the kind of person that elders would like,

never been this angry before. She felt the hair on her body stand on end as she

smile

clapped her

through a lot of suffering. At my age, I don't really worry about anything else-just that she has no one to

were simple. She could sense Arnold's noble temperament at first glance and assumed he came

for Felicia,

after being brought back