Return of the Crowned Heiress

Chapter 145

"Is the information absolutely right?" Stephan wondered.

Last time, they had gone to three or four places. Each time, he was assured that there were no mistakes, yet they hadn't seen even a glimpse of Felicia!

Stephan cast a glance at his subordinate. He asked in a low and cold voice, "Are you sure?"

"Absolutely!"

The subordinate nodded vigorously, explaining, "This time, it's a collective training program organized by the college. Ms. Fuller is on the participant list, so she can't escape!" "Alright, let's move out."

Switching from the private jet to the helicopter, Stephan's subordinate glanced at his phone and reported respectfully, "Mr. Russell, Ms. Dawson has sent a message saying she wants to meet with you."

The mention of Abbie made everyone around him silent. They cautiously observed Stephan's expression.

Sure enough, his demeanor darkened immediately as an air of cold menace surrounded him.

After that night at the hotel, he compensated her. At her request, he poured considerable resources into elevating Abbie from an obscure actress to an A-lister. Whatever role she wanted, he provided. Whatever connections she desired, he granted. He also supplied the awards and the spotlight she yearned for.

her, Abbie quickly rose to prominence, attracting a wave of fans and unprecedented attention. Once the few significant projects she had signed on for were released, her position as an

was a way to make up for what happened that night when

to relay her matters to you. You'll handle everything. No

Stephan was going

he had not seen Abbie. His subordinates were

subordinate awkwardly replied, "Mr. Russell, Ms. Dawson said she happens to be in Khogend these

voice dripping with ice. "Are you incapable

immediately." The subordinate lowered his head and quickly replied to Abbie's message with just one line. It was cold and

en

refuses to

"Typing..." for a long time, reflecting Abbie's hesitation and

not say more and pocketed his

lifted off, heading toward

Alverton appeared before them. The helicopter circled the area twice, searching for a suitable

would not draw attention. Since t was still some distance from Alverton,

his long legs striding forward. The village was small, making it relatively easy to locate Felicia-assuming she hadn't run away. He chuckled softly, a dangerous

His subordinate quickly moved

saying, "Mr. Russell, I've checked Ms. Fuller's complete profile. She grew up in this village, or rather, she