Return of the Crowned Heiress

Chapter 210

Mina collapsed onto the floor, her face as pale as a sheet, her body trembling uncontrollably. "W-What did you say? Is Ruben dead..."

The sleepless night, the unanswered calls, and Ruben's cryptic remarks about the leverage he held all connected like puzzle pieces in her mind. With a heart-wrenching wail, she scrambled to Felicia's feet, clutching at her ankles. "Ms. Felicia, please! You know something-tell me! Tell me where Ruben is!"

Felicia calmly wiped her hands with a napkin, removing the faint sheen of grease from her breakfast. Her voice was cold and matter-of-fact.

"In the river."

Mina's eyes rolled back, and she nearly fainted on the spot.

Before she could fully pass out, Felicia flicked two silver needles from her hand, expertly hitting acupoints to restore Mina's breathing. She gasped, dragging in a sharp breath as consciousness returned. Although she was still dazed, her grief quickly morphed into rage. She lunged at Felicia, her fists flailing.

"If you knew, why didn't you save him? Why didn't you save him?"

Felicia caught Mina's wrists in a firm grip, her calm gaze locking onto the distraught woman's eyes. "Do you want revenge?" she asked quietly. "Do you want to see the murderer face justice?"

Mina froze mid-sob, her anger slowly giving way to despair. "Revenge? Justice? How? What can I possibly do? Your family is so powerful. Covering up a murder would be nothing for the Fuller family."

why you need to listen to me," Felicia advised as she released Mina's

before that day, ensuring there would be no trace left. When the guard returned with his coffee, he gawked at the empty logs.

cleared everything," she said, her tone dismissive. "It's not a

owed Felicia for reminding her about the GPS logs. Otherwise, she might have

they want," she muttered to herself. "They won't find a

and the now-yawning guard arrived at

clinging to a shred of hope that Felicia had been mistaken, Mina's heart sank

Royce and every other car's tracking

said, "It looks like there's no way to track it now. I guess

listening anymore. She left the Fuller residence in a daze, hailing an Uber

water, its golden light almost mocking in its serenity. The cold wind

has been murdered. His

to the conference, he waved a hand in front of Felicia's face, grinning. "Hey Felicia, what's got you

a playful smile. "I

everywhere!" Sebastian laughed, his mood visibly lifting as he puffed out

scale of the event. The grand venue was packed with prominent companies and bustling with activity.