Return of the Crowned Heiress

Chapter 327

If Maurice still had a veneer of politeness a moment ago, it was gone now.

The mask came off, and his true nature was laid bare. The air around him turned heavy with danger as he locked eyes with Felicia, like a predator zeroing in on its prey.

Felicia, however, didn't flinch. She remained calm and even played dumb. "Well, the job's done. I'll just be heading home now."

But two men stepped forward, blocking her path.

She raised an eyebrow, feigning confusion. "What's this supposed to mean?"

Maurice took a step closer, his smile seemingly polite but laced with a sharp edge. "Ms. Fuller, you're a valued guest of the Glovers family. I haven't had the chance to properly host you. Stay a few more days, won't you?" Felicia tilted her head, her tone casual yet laced with subtle defiance. "And if I insist on leaving?"

"Then, you'd be showing poor manners."

Maurice's smile grew wider, his voice deceptively gentle but brimming with menace.

Felicia let out a soft noise of acknowledgment, neither angry nor distressed by his blatant duplicity. Her unexpected calmness took Maurice by surprise.

reaction. What did it matter? To him, she was nothing more

enjoying true freedom. Walking, unencumbered by his wheelchair, felt euphoric. He marveled at his ability

also elated, their faces lighting up with joy. Their boss was no longer tied to that chair, which meant that the Glovers family's power would only

around the hot spring

guest" who had outlived her

joy. Seeing her grandson stand, she clasped

be, praise be! What a miracle!

just as the celebration hit its high point, Maurice's smile suddenly froze. His legs

chatter died instantly as he toppled

his men

into action. One threw himself onto the ground as a cushion. Another rushed to stabilize him before he hit the floor, while others

had just been standing tall, was

his legs. But no matter how hard he concentrated, his

"What did you do?"

expression hit

Caesar shuffled forward nervously.