Return of the Crowned Heiress

Chapter 167

Lucas was shoved with a force that sent his small body tumbling onto a pile of dirt and weeds. Luckily, the cushion of dirt softened his fall, so he wasn't hurt.

First, he lifted his head and shouted in shock, "Felicia!"

But down that slippery slope, there was no trace of Felicia's figure.

"Hahaha!"

Shawn burst into wild laughter, clutching a small shard of porcelain he had dug out of the ground. Blood smeared the shard a trace left from when he had slashed Felicia earlier as she protected Lucas. Fate was truly on his side! It was the perfect timing, the perfect place, and the perfect setup!

Felicia hadn't noticed the slope beside her that led down to a cliff and waterfall. Her attention had been on Lucas, and Shawn had taken advantage of the last ounce of his strength for a desperate final strike!

If he failed this time, he would accept it. But it was clear that fate was smiling on him now!

Felicia had fallen off the cliff below, and there was no chance of survival!

Shawn's laughter was maniacal. Lucas sat on the ground in shock, his small face filled with terror. Shawn's piercing gaze froze him in place as he instinctively tried to run.

"Where do you think you're going?"

grinned maliciously as

he was about to toss Lucas over the edge, someone moved faster. A hand caught Lucas, and with one powerful kick, Shawn was sent flying several meters, coughing up blood before his head smacked hard against a

the slope and the cliff.

and immediately looked down

Felicia had fallen?

chilling. His usually calm, dark eyes

and the mist was like a cold drizzle that

he looked at the

against the cliff's edge,

hands clung to a vine

between

steadying her enough

the commotion above, Felicia looked up and grinned. "Hey, Mr. Russell,

moonlight, her carefree smile held

as she fell. If not, she would probably be swept away by

now, Felicia felt

He wouldn't just leave her here, would

He extended his hand to her, the tight tension and worry fading from him as soon