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.

disheveled. Never had he appeared

his face, but his clothes and

The cat’s p

the commotion, whispering

out two bills from his wallet, left them on the table, and rushed after Felicia. But when he reached the entrance, she was already nowhere to

room piled with booles. She

Beneath her calm exterior burned a fierce fire

how low her mood

enough to provoke her would end up suffering her wrath. Whether Felicia would

of course, such ignorant fools did

instructed the maids to move quietly and told the men outside to stay out of sight, the

villa with shrill and piercing voices, spewing

two unwelcome guests arrived, screaming

shrewd and pretty–looking

with them. Instead, he opened the villa door himself, prepared

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

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 wretched

other than