Return of the Crowned Heiress

Chapter 338

Chapter 338

By the hot spring, Maurice’s trusted aide rubbed his nose with a mischievous grin after throwing Abbie out. “Mr. Glovers, are you really just going to let her go without getting even?”

Showing kindness to enemies was never part of Maurice’s playbook.

A sly smile played on Maurice’s lips, the kind that hinted at schemes brewing beneath the surface. He instinctively tried to brush off the dust on his coat, only to be reminded by the sharp ache in his shoulders that he couldn’t use both his arms now.

His smile froze, and his expression darkened.

Caesar had made it clear that torn muscles and broken bones would take at least three months to heal fully. That was yet another debt Maurice mentally added to Felicia’s tab.

“Does my grandmother know about this?” Maurice asked, his tone unusually calm.

“Yes,” one of his men replied.

“Alright, send people to keep an eye on Felicia. She can do whatever she wants, but until the damn venomous creature is removed, ensure Felicia’s safety. No exceptions.”

“Yes, Mr. Glovers!”

his grandmother resided. With a voice as smooth as silk and just as

as though addressed to no one in

said

was thick with the scent

a brief check–up, Caesar reassured her that aside from some

she suddenly grabbed his hand. Her frail but firm

her voice low and serious. “You’re an esteemed physician. Are you telling me there’s no way to deal with the

of sweat forming

but

only dream of–curing Maurice’s legs and

likely remain the same. This particular

worry. She

turned to leave, but halfway out the

smile. It was brief but striking–so at odds with her usual kind demeanor that it sent a chill down his

seen it

its usual sorrowful expression, but just a moment ago, he could have sworn he saw a sharp, calculating smile flash across her features. It

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