Return of the Crowned Heiress

Chapter 515

Stephan’s message to Maurice was loud and clear–stay away from Felicia.

The way he had gone about it was domineering, protective, and unapologetically bold, leaving no room for negotiations. It was a warning as plain as day. Maurice scotted and replied lazily. “Off–limits, eh? And what if I decide to touch her anyway?”

His subordinate wiped the sweat from his brow and reminded cautiously, “Mr. Glovers, with all due respect… She’s not into you. You know what they say, forcing it just doesn’t work

“Forcing it doesn’t work, huh?” Maurice mumbled, then chuckled. “Well, I’m not trying to make it work. I’m doing it just for the sake of doing it.”

His subordinate choked on his words, unable to argue. He thought to himself, “Damn it. The logic is twisted, but somehow, it still makes sense.” Still, was it really okay for his boss to go against Stephan openly like this?

H

The subordine racked his brains and made one last attempt. “Mr. Glovers, there are plenty of beautiful women out there. If you wanted, you could have them line up around the block. Why put all your eggs in one basket? Especially this one?”

Maurice burst out laughing again. This time, it was a deep, resonating laugh that made his chest heave. It was as if he had just heard the funniest joke in the world.

his men were

laughter faded. He dropped

and there won’t

one didn’t pay attention, one

some food. Finally, she

the world was full of beautiful women, but there was

the Fuller couple settle in. She handed them bottles of water medical supplies and passed them along, instructing

with no regard for appearances. Once their immediate survival needs were met, they finally had the energy to think about everything else. For example, why was Felicia here in the first place, and what exactly was her connection to the dangerous what they had seen,

everyone called “Mr. Glovers“?

either. After rummaging through her bag, she pulled out two more bottles of water, some ration packs, and

will be

After that, you’ll be safe,” With that, she slung her bag over her shoulder, turned on her heel, and

worried glances and

there! The fog is so thick that you can’t see anything! Your dad and I ran into a lot of ants over there just now! You can’t go

Let’s leave together,” Dexter chimed in, barely managing to stand. His voice was strained, as though the words were being pushed our through

the class, he had been too focused to notice the pain. But now that