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."

the rest of his words catching in his throat. For the first time, he felt

own mother didn't care whether she was alive or dead. If something really did happen to her, would

of mine is heartless. No matter how much we tried, she's always been cold and ungrateful." Mike didn't want

"What

Mike was left speechless.

Dexter excused himself with a polite nod and walked off,

to leave,

of the earlier conversation and

one can find her," Mike replied, keeping his tone light. Without confirmation of anything serious, he avoided saying Felicia was missing outright. all, maybe

exploring, enjoying herself Over

somewhere.

merely nodded, his

but her brother didn't seem to care either. Unable to hold back, Mike asked, "Why does it feel like your whole family just doesn't care

that we don't care," Sebastian said with a sigh.