Return of the Crowned Heiress

Chapter 539

Chapter 539

Felicia glanced down at Kayla, her voice ice–cold as she ordered, “Let go.”

Kayla let out a crazed laugh, her face twisting in deranged determination. “I won’t let go even if I die! If I can’t live, why should you?”

Her expression was a picture of desperation–a madness that sought to drag everyone around her into the abyss.

And because it was Felicia, her grip tightened even more. If she couldn’t have peace, neither could Felicia.

Her maniacal laughter echoed, her once–delicate and lovely face now grotesque and terrifying. With venom dripping from every word, she spat, “Felicia, you’re the reason I ended up like this! You owe me, and you must pay it back!”

Felicia didn’t know what to say. She could never understand Kayla’s twisted logic.

People like Kayla never reflected on their actions. When they were on top, they believed their victories were deserved. When they were defeated, they blamed everyone but themselves. It was never their fault. The consequences of their own deeds were always someone else’s doing

her eyes and, without hesitation, drove her foot into Kayla’s head with considerable force. The blow left

die, I won’t let go!” she screamed.

silver needles had pierced her back, instantly sapping the strength she had

didn’t spare another glance and immediately climbed upward, her movements agile and swift as

walls.

few more such explosions would collapse the narrow canyon’s walls

me up! Save me! I don’t want to die… Felicia! I’ll continue haunting you

was no hope left. Watching Felicia near the crevice’s edge, about to escape to safety, her hatred and unwillingness to accept

“Bitch! Go to hell!”

that had rolled near her hand and hurled it with all

cut through the air, gleaming as it flew toward Felicia’s

out of the crevice. She was using both her hands and feet to push

cold, hard metal of the flashlight struck Felicia squarely on her spine. The sudden

deafening explosion rocked the ground, causing it