Return of the Crowned Heiress

Chapter 329

When the slap mark appeared on Felicia's face, an identical one inexplicably appeared on Maurice's cheek.

Everyone

froze.

"What just happened?"

"What the hell..."

Even the men stared, dumbfounded.

Felicia, however, burst into laughter. Loud, unrestrained laughter echoed through the courtyard, defying her dire predicament.

Her uninhibited laughter was so jarring it made the men furious. One of them grabbed her hair and kicked her hard.

"What's so funny? Shut up!"

But as Felicia was kicked and her body lurched to the side, Maurice, sitting comfortably in his wheelchair, suddenly felt the same force. His body jerked violently, almost toppling him to the ground. One of his men scrambled to steady the wheelchair, panic written all over his face. "What's wrong, Mr. Glovers? Are you okay?"

expression turned stormy, his

have been a strange coincidence. But the kick

must have done something to

before Felicia. Grabbing her jaw with a force that was both menacing and unrelenting, his sharp gaze bore into her like a

me?" he demanded, his voice cold and

exerted more pressure, a

the red imprint of a slap, and her hair was disheveled. Yet her eyes sparkled mischievously, making her look bright and fearless. Felicia smirked, her eyes gleaming

mock innocence, her smile widening. "Bet you didn't see that

Maurice's face ended up slightly swollen.

and only stumbled, but Maurice nearly fell out

The pain was doubled.

Hearing this, Maurice's eyes

he laughed. It was a few,

dangerous intensity that made it impossible to tell what he was thinking. Felicia frowned,

a twisted lunatic. He didn't play by any rules. The look in his eyes... Could

snapped his fingers. His voice was laced with a

sank. "Throw me where?" she

came too quickly-the

hesitation, his men-well-trained to obey without question-grabbed