Return of the Crowned Heiress

Chapter 684

Maurice was knocked out and tied up. A torn piece of fabric was shoved into his mouth to stop him from biting his tongue. His current state was utterly pathetic. Yet not a single person on the scene could find it in themselves to laugh.

One of Maurice’s men asked cautiously. “Ms. Fuller, is Mr. Glovers, better now?”

“Of course not. Nothing’s ever that simple.” Felicia rubbed her temples, feeling an ache creeping in

She had checked his pulse earlier, and she could tell that Maurice had used a modified version of the rain venomous creatures on himself and her. This variation was brutally effective. Once the link was established, there was no way to break it.

This meant Maurice had essentially taken her place, shouldering all the torment and eventual fatality from the Heart Eater inside her.

There was no cure.

If this played out to its grim conclusion, Maurice’s life would be the price. How would she ever repay that?

Maurice’s men knew about the dangers. When Maurice insisted on going through with the modified twin venomous creatures, they had already heard the worst–case scenario from the family’s medical expert. It could very well be a one–way ticket to hell

stubborn thing. As long as Maurice was alive and moving, they clung to the idea that things might not spiral to the worst outcome. Now, all that fragile hope was shattered “So… you’re saying there’s no way to save him?” Maurice’s men exchanged pale, stricken glances One particularly loyal

Marc witch in pain, his brows

didn’t answer directly, but her silence was enough of a reply. She had already made up her mind

silence, “Boss, we

and his men gone and Imogen being rushed to the hospital, the Russel family’s forces had fully retreated. Even the helicopter

on this mountain.

shook her head “No. We’ll wait

what Felicia had in mind. She had a suspicion

15 minutes later when the sound of approaching

stood up on high alert, their hands instinctively reaching for their guns. They were going

halt about 30 feet away, kicking up some dust and loose gravel in its

emerged. One was the robed man, his expression twisted with fury. Beside him was Pece, who maintained his

smile deepened as he looked at Felcu, his tone laced with surprise and mockery. “Well, well, well. Were you waiting for

were presem, he spoke as if Felicia was the only person there.