Return of the Crowned Heiress

Chapter 422

Amidst the mix of scents, there was a faint, bitter trace of herbs. It was so subtle it was nearly buried by everything else.

Felicia’s eyes snapped open. She climbed back into the back seat and pointed ahead. “Tumleft, then make a right —‘

Before she could finish, the car door on the other side suddenly opened. A cool night breeze swept in as someone slipped into the passenger seat.

Felicia instinctively glanced up and saw a sharp, chiseled profile. His complexion was pale and cold, his features strikingly defined. She could even see his Adam’s apple shift when he spoke.

“Drive. I’m coming with you,” came the deep, resonant voice.

It was Stephan. Felicia hadn’t expected him to show up, hut considering the unusual bond between him and Mike, it wasn’t exactly shocking.

Stephan, now in the passenger seat, directed his words at Mike. He didn’t even seem to notice Felicia in the back.

on the wheel, glanced back and asked,

going straight. I’ll let

the wind toss her hair as she focused on the faint, lingering scent. Stephan caught her unusual behavior and shot her a surprised

the streets until it finally arrived at an

were no streetlights—just the pale, eerie glow of the moon. The darkness inside was stifling. It was impossible to tell whether the windows had been completely

Inhaled deeply, sensing the scent still hanging in the

He stepped out of the car with deadly

door, but it didn’t stand a chance. After a few brutal kicks,

The gate creaked open.

Mike inside, Stephan tomed to Felicia. His tone was calm but left no room for argument.

up a loose

box. He showed the lever upward, and a blinding spotlight suddenly nickered to life, nooding the area with harsh, unforgiving Light

shat his eyes, but the split–second

pipe caine swinging down