Return of the Crowned Heiress

Return of the Crowned Heiress Chapter 565

The woman looked around, her shifty eyes filled with panic

“Hey! What are you doing? Pat my daughter down! Give my daughter back to mel”

Myra’s heart was gripped by an uncontrollabile panic as she screamed and lunged forward.

But this was only a dream, a replay of events like an old movie. She couldn’t do anything except watch helplessly as everything unfolded.

No one could see her nor hear the heartbroken cries of a mother.

Myra could only stand there, powerless, as her daughter–whom she had birthed through immense pain and effort was taken away right before her eyes. She watched as her baby girl was switched with another a thin, tan, and frail infant.

“Both of them bear the Fuller last name, Why should my daughter be born with such a lowly late while someone else’s daughter is destined to be the heiress of the richest family in Khogend, born with a silver spoon in her mouth?” the man said.

“They’re rich, aren’t they? I heard they’re the wealthiest couple in Khogend! With that much money, they’ll surely raise my daughter well. As repayment, I’ll make sure to raise their little princess,” the woman responded.

“Don’t worry, dear. No one will find out.”

about it. A pampered little heiress reduced to being our servant. When she grows up, we’ll sell her off for a few thousand bucks to be some man’s bride. Why does that make me so

and arrogance, echoed in

felt her

the very beginning, it had all been a carefully planned

couple in front of her. They were the

wasn’t acquainted with then, nor had she ever interacted with them. Yet, in their

commodity or a toy! But to them, her baby was worth less

worse than animals! You vile monsters! Give my daughter back! Give her back

her

anguish reaching a breaking

had been switched. She recalled the compliments she had overheard after waking up, jokingly recounting them to Dexter at the time. “I heard the nurse say our daughter was beautiful when I gave birth. But look at this little monkey. Where’s the

daughter is adorable!” Dexter had retorted, “Her eyebrows and eyes look like mine, her mouth like yours. Just wait until

the baby in the cradle, speaking softly, “Isn’t that right? You’re daddy’s little princess, the

the Fuller couple raise Kayla as their own, Myra felt as if she could vomit blood right there and then! “She’s not your daughter! She’s not! She’s a heartless ingrate, just

loudly she shouted, this

ago was laid