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.

and swiftly deleted all traces of the activity using hacking software. Then, she threw the laptop into the bathtub, submerging it completely. When the suite door opened, Felicia emerged from

the guards. "I need a new one.

The guards exchanged glances.

expression was so casual and natural that

was soaked and completely dead-no wonder the connection

tray of snacks on the table. "Ms. Fuller, these are from Mr.

"Oh," Felicia replied absentmindedly.

received a replacement laptop, she returned to her spot and resumed playing

the same trick twice. It would raise too many red

seemed fixed on her terrible hand of cards, but her thoughts

enough to reassure her friend. She just hoped

responded to

wasn't sure if

vel

he had, the calls wouldn't have gone

reacted much.

had reached them, she doubted they'd be concerned at all. Lowering her lashes, Felicia curled

sprout on the once-barren branches after several spring showers. In the courtyard of the Russell residence, clusters of forsythia bloomed brightly,