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.

hands with an air of nonchalance. She smirked. "Mr. Glovers, you played me first. Do you want to talk about fairness? I'm

In his eyes, Felicia had always been nothing more than a slightly cocky, overly confident young woman with some medical skills. She was a useful pawn at best. But now, he

it didn't matter. No matter how clever or skilled she was, she was

a sneer.

but quickly

was outnumbered, and after a few rounds, they finally pinned her down, holding her arms in

and satisfaction. Grabbing her chin roughly, he

"Fix my legs,

Instead, she met his gaze

"You know, if you had asked nicely, maybe I would've let this slide. But

Maurice's patience snapped.

deadly calm, but his eyes betrayed his intent to kill. He raised his

see if a little 'swim'

men stiffened but quickly obeyed. They grabbed Felicia by

spot nearby, Kelsey, who had been

said, her voice calm and maternal. "We still need them