Return of the Crowned Heiress

Chapter 321

There was indeed a chance Felicia might be at the Walsh residence.

Stephan pressed his temples, trying to ease the throbbing ache, but the frustration in his chest was harder to suppress. He casually unbuttoned two buttons on his shirt, loosening it at the collar. His expression was calm despite the irritation boiling within him. Mike, sensing the tension, didn't dare joke around anymore. He immediately made his way to the Walsh residence.

The Walsh residence was shrouded in mourning, draped in somber white.

Clive hadn't been laid to rest yet. In his prime, he was a legend a medical master and a master of poisons. His reputation earned him respect even from the most influential families in town.

Mike searched everywhere but found no sign of Felicia. Left with no choice, he approached Myra directly. Surely Felicia's mother would know something?

But the moment he mentioned Felicia's name, Myra's expression turned icy.

"That ungrateful girl has nothing to do with us anymore. I don't know where she is, and I don't care."

in his throat. For the first time, he felt a pang of

alive or dead. If something really did happen to her, would anyone even bother looking for

how much we tried, she's always been cold and ungrateful." Mike didn't want to overstep by meddling in family matters, but he couldn't

eyebrow. "What could happen to

Mike was left speechless.

excused himself with a polite nod and walked

Mike turned to leave, he ran into

parts of the earlier conversation and asked, "What's wrong with

his tone light. Without confirmation of

exploring, enjoying herself Over

somewhere.

nodded, his face betraying no

seem to care either. Unable to hold back, Mike asked, "Why does it feel like your whole family just

said with a sigh.