Return of the Crowned Heiress

Chapter 319

"Hello?"

"It's me."

"Felicia? Are you okay? Where are you? Are you hurt?"

Hearing Felicia's voice, Carmen couldn't stop herself from firing off her questions, her voice shaking with emotion. Her eyes reddened as relief and worry washed over her.

These past days, she had done everything she could to find Felicia. However, she was alone, without resources or connections, and she didn't even know where Felicia had been taken. With no leads or clues, finding her was like searching for a needle in a haystack.

Carmen's guilt gnawed at her. She regretted leaving Felicia behind that day, fleeing when she should've stayed. Maybe they could have fought back together if she had stayed.

Felicia glanced at the clock. Time was tight. She spoke quickly, "I don't have long, Carmen. Don't worry about me I'm fine.

"In three days, I'll be back. Listen, don't try to find me, and don't do anything reckless. I'll come back, I promise."

Outside the suite in Bamboo Court, footsteps echoed in the hallway.

Felicia's heart skipped. The brief disconnection from the network must've alerted the guards. They were coming to check.

hacking software. Then, she threw the laptop into the bathtub, submerging it completely. When the suite

a new one. This one fell in the tub while I was in

The guards exchanged glances.

casual and natural that there wasn't

inspected the laptop. It was soaked and completely dead-no wonder the connection had

on the table. "Ms. Fuller, these are from Mr. Glovers. He wanted you

"Oh," Felicia replied absentmindedly.

she received a replacement laptop, she returned to

knew better than to try the same trick twice. It would raise too many

her terrible hand of cards, but her thoughts

it was enough to reassure her friend. She just hoped Carmen wouldn't do anything rash

hadn't responded to his

and wasn't sure if

vel

to call her over the past few days. Even if he had, the calls wouldn't have gone through.

reacted much.

reached them, she doubted they'd be concerned at all. Lowering her lashes, Felicia curled her lips into a faint, self-mocking

Seldvale, fresh buds had begun to sprout on the once-barren branches after several spring showers. In the courtyard of the Russell residence, clusters