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.

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

but his clothes

The cat’s p

to the commotion, whispering

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

Felicia returned to the villa, she found the living room piled with booles. She sat

exterior burned a

how low her mood had been

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

of course, such ignorant fools did

to move quietly and told the men outside to stay out of sight, the villa became serene, with only the faint

at the villa with shrill and piercing voices, spewing

two unwelcome

shrewd

Instead, he opened the villa door himself,

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

you’re trying to cut yourself off from us? You even got your brother thrown in jail! He’s about to be executed

other than Howell Fuller and