Return of the Crowned Heiress

Chapter 148

It was because Felicia knew too much.

Stephan moved closer again, the distance between them now mere inches. It created an intimate tension. His gaze was piercing as he repeated, "How did you know I was drugged? Hmm?"

Felicia's heart raced with panic, but she forced herself to appear calm as she replied, "I found out later that the scar-removal ointment had issues. Two drugs went missing from the Walsh family's medicinal room. After I fell out with Kayla, I realized she had used this method to scheme against me.

"It was just an unfortunate coincidence that I gave you that scar-removal ointment. We have no deep-seated hatred, so when you came looking for me, I guessed it had to be related to this incident. It's all a misunderstanding, really."

Felicia put on an innocent expression, trying to smooth over the earlier gaps in her narrative.

Stephan let out a cold laugh, his tone sharp as he quickly seized upon another flaw in her words. "So, you mean to say that after discovering the ointment was problematic, you didn't think to warn me?"

Felicia's back was slick with sweat. She was caught between a rock and a hard place.

It would imply she had indeed schemed against him if she said yes. If she said no, she wouldn't be able to explain how she knew so much.

Her gaze darted around as she continued to feign innocence. "When I sent it, you were so dismissive that I thought you wouldn't use it at all..."

Her shamelessness almost amused Stephan.

this time, she was trying to shift

been too

quickly concocted a new strategy and tossed out a condition. "Mr. Russell, aren't you looking for something in the Fuller family? I could help you look for it. Consider it a way to make amends. How does that sound?" Although Stephan had never explicitly stated his intentions, it was clear to anyone that a big shot like him had ulterior motives for sneaking into Khogend and infiltrating the Fuller residence twice. It was hard to believe he was doing

l.ne

night he had lost control. He dragged a woman into his room

say that

He couldn't remember clearly.

he knew was that the woman's temperament felt

nothing more than to

that

thought sent an ominous glint into

was that look supposed

he beginning to suspect

took a cautious step back, feeling

shifting his gaze away and walking off. He neither pressed

en

out a silent sigh of relief, only to realize her back was drenched

to live in fear? Would this big shot stop