Return of the Crowned Heiress

Chapter 492

When it came to Felicia, nothing was ever right!

Everyone seemed entitled to criticize her indiscriminately, to point fingers and blame her for whatever she did!

Everyone stood on a moral high ground, acting as though they could never be wrong. They would lecture her with self–righteous arrogance, fulging her at every angle!

Felicia looked Sebastian in the eye and asked, “My dear brother, before coming to me, did you go to Kayla? Mrs. Carrell is het aunt, and Pete Cantell is her cousin. If the Carrells wanted to act against our parents, wouldn’t she have had more inthience and more grounds to stop them?

“You didn’t look for her, did you? You came straight to reprimand me instead. My dear brother, is it because you think l’in the easier one for you to bully?

Felicia’s reddened eyes brimmed with tears, and she let out a bitter laugh.

Sebastian was taken aback by her expression. His body stiffened, and the composed indifference on his face vanished, replaced by a rare moment of befuddlement

“Licia, L

He stood up, intending to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes. But before he could reach her, Felicia, with a blank expression, picked up her coffee and splashed it onto his face.

Satisfied, she set the empty cup down and turried to leave.

in coffee. He looked utterly disheveled. Never had he appeared so

but his clothes

The cat’s p

their attention to the commotion,

from his wallet, left them on the table, and rushed after Felicia. But when he reached the

She sat cross–legged on the floor, flipping through the pages

her calm exterior burned a fierce fire of rage and mixed

knew how low her mood had

this moment, whoever was ignorant enough to provoke her would end up suffering her wrath. Whether Felicia would erupt in madness or

course, such

Stanley instructed the maids to move quietly and told the men outside to stay out of sight, the villa became serene, with only the faint rustling sound of Felicia flipping

with shrill and piercing

unwelcome guests arrived, screaming

was a shrewd

his men to deal with them. Instead, he opened the villa door himself, prepared

couple seemed emboldened and raised their voices to an ear–splitting pitch, aiming to attract as much attention as possible. They screamed at the

the bone to raise you, and now that you’ve grown independent, you’re trying to cut yourself off from us? You even got your brother thrown in jail! He’s about to be executed now! Are you happy?” “If my son dies, I’ll make you pay with your life, you

than Howell Fuller