Return of the Crowned Heiress

Chapter 513

To be honest, Felicia regretted it the e moment she said those words.

She didn’t know what happened in Maurice’s past to make him the way he was. She didn’t know what kind of harm his father, stepmother, or siblings had inflicted on him. As an outsider, she had no right to judge him,

What drove her to lash out like that was her anger over Carmen’s death. Whether directly or indirectly, her death was tied to Maurice. Felicia had let her emotions take the wheel, and the words came slipping out.

But words were like spilled milk–there was no taking back.

Maurice’s expression darkened in an instant. His brown eyes glimmered with an unnatural light, the red mole by his eye standing out like a drop of blood on snow. His handsome face was stone cold as he gave off an air of hostility around him.

At the same time, all of his men turned their furious glares on Felicia. Even the four who had once been assigned to protect her looked ready to draw blood

The air around them went still, making the atmosphere feel all the more oppressive.

in Maurice’s eyes–an ache that mirrored her own. Yet no matter how brief

laughter. It was loud, unrestrained, and jarring like he was trying to

and unrestrained, to Felicia’s ears, it carried an undertone of emptiness. It was

a headache coming on. She wasn’t the type to be confrontational. If anyone knew how much words could wound, it was

wanted to make things

she was still mulling it over, Maurice seemed to have returned to his usual self. The mask was back in place, smooth and unshakeable, leavi

into a half–smile, teasing but unreadable as he said, “You want me to let them

“What condition?”

her it wasn’t going to be easy. She braced herself, half–expecting him to

could respond, the Fuller couple started shouting “Licial

cut off abruptly as someone gagged

to him! Leave us and run!

the bridge of her nose in frustration

Maurice didn’t play any of the cards she had anticipated. Instead, he sat lazily on a large rock, tilted his head