Return of the Crowned Heiress

Chapter 356

Felicia’s slow, unhurried steps echoed faintly along the deserted road. The farther she walked, the darker the path became. Several streetlights along the stretch had long since gone out, leaving the area shrouded in eerie shadows. The silence was deafening, broken only by the soft shuffle of her shoes against the pavement..

In the dark, the assassins knew their moment had arrived.

“Now!” the leader ordered in a hushed tone.

Seventeen shadowy figures moved like a wave, swift and silent as they closed in on Felicia from all directions. She’d have seen nothing but the blur of black–clad figures barreling

toward her if she turned around.

Within seconds, they were upon her.

One assassin lunged, his blade flashing in the dim light as it aimed directly for her throat. The steel glinted menacingly as it drew closer, inch by inch.

But just as the knife was about to meet its target, it froze in mid–air.

The assassin hesitated, glancing at his wrist. A thin silver needle now protruded from his skin, its shaft still vibrating faintly as though it had only just embedded itself.

assassin sneered, mocking,

body stiffened. Blood began trickling from his wrist, dripping down

the silver needle. To his horror, its gleaming

he gasped, his

tone

blade away from her face. The assassin’s eyes widened in shock as blood suddenly gushed from his nose, ears,

comrade. But their shock lasted only a moment. They were professionals, after all.

job.

Finish this quickly!” barked the leader, his voice

the team moved in unison without missing a beat, their training and precision unmatched. Blades gleamed as they surged forward,

however, four figures dropped from

They were Maurice’s men.

Felicia. As the assassins closed

Blades clanged, and grunts of effort filled the air as the two sides fought. But four men against 16 trained killers?

to free themselves. One of them, caught in a fierce struggle, shouted

rolled her eyes. She knew these people couldn’t save her.

assassins broke off and charged toward her, determined not to let her

eyes gleamed with a dangerous light. Perfect timing. She would see how well