Return of the Crowned Heiress

Chapter 328

Maurice let out a cold, humorless laugh, his eyes narrowing into dangerous slits.

Caesar stood frozen, not daring to utter a single word. He feared that any sound might draw Maurice's ire and make him the scapegoat for Maurice's growing rage.

If Maurice had never experienced the joy of standing again, perhaps this wouldn't have stung as much. But to taste that fleeting freedom-only to have it ripped away-was cruelty almost worse than death.

Especially for man like Maurice, whose obsession with curing his legs had consumed him for years. Now, all hope was gone. His fury surged like a wildfire.

"Felicia!" He spat her name through gritted teeth, every syllable dripping with venom. The murderous intent in his voice was palpable.

"Do you think you can make a fool of me? You're courting death!"

At his command, a group of men lunged toward Felicia, ready to subdue her like a dangerous criminal.

But before they could lay a hand on her, Felicia moved. She executed a flawless over-the-shoulder throw in a blur of motion, sending them crashing to the ground.

Painful groans filled the air as they scrambled to recover, their pride and bodies equally bruised.

nonchalance. She smirked. "Mr. Glovers, you played me first. Do you want to

overly confident young woman with some medical

or skilled she was,

a

men hesitated briefly but quickly moved in, determined to

strikes. But she was outnumbered, and after a few

fury and satisfaction. Grabbing her

my legs, or I'll

met his gaze with a

asked nicely, maybe I would've let this slide. But I don't take kindly

Maurice's patience snapped.

hard way, it seems." His voice was deadly calm, but his eyes betrayed his intent to kill. He raised his hand and snapped his

Let's see if a little 'swim' changes her

They grabbed Felicia by her shoulders

had been quietly observing the scene, finally

careful with her hands," she said, her voice calm and maternal. "We still