Return of the Crowned Heiress

Chapter 307

Those who had truly messed up and caused harm never took a moment to reflect on their actions. Instead, they shamelessly shifted the blame onto others, acting as if they were always the victim.

It had been no different with Harvey or with Kayla. Kayla never acknowledged her wrongdoings, even when she had the blood of two people on her hands.

After being thoroughly scolded by Felicia, Harvey completely lost it. Despite his tied hands, he flailed and lunged at her, desperate to land a hit.

But Felicia, calm and collected, simply kicked him away.

With a loud crash, he tumbled backward, knocking over a stack of items behind him. He ended up sprawled in a pile of bottles and jars, groaning in pain and unable to get up.

"Felicia! You'll regret this soon enough! When I get back to Khogend, I'll make sure your Union Clinic is wiped off the map! I'll tear you apart piece by piece! You'll pay back every penny Harmony Medical Center lost!"

Lying on the floor, Harvey screamed and cursed, his rage pouring out in endless threats.

Felicia, however, found it all amusing.

The Harmony Medical Center was burned down, and even an idiot like Harvey had to realize that whoever was behind it had serious power-far beyond what the Walsh family could handle. But instead of facing the real culprit, Harvey chose to target Felicia, someone he saw as an easy victim.

It was pathetic.

he could mask his own fear and incompetence. He was spineless, all bark and no bite. So Felicia let him rant. She sat there, completely unfazed, waiting

she spoke slowly, her tone laced with a

for Grandpa, I was going to let you live. But I've changed my mind. Good luck

air. The cabin door opened,

thought, "What a load of nonsense! She actually had the audacity to say she was planning to spare my

his

"I'm the head of

family, holding all its

she think she is to talk about sparing my life?

nonsense!"

Harvey didn't realize where his

It hit Maurice's shoe.

who had

cabin, had been too preoccupied with thoughts about whether Felicia could truly heal

sharp eyes landed on the spit-stained leather, his expression darkened like a brewing storm. The men behind him froze startled. Without hesitation, one of them crouched down, slipped the shoe off Maurice's foot, and flung it

away.

this "cripple" had burned the Harmony Medical Center to the ground