Return of the Crowned Heiress

Felicia’s hand froze as she tumed toward the source of the scream

The first thing she saw was a pair of white leather shoes. They were dirty, but the ankles above them were slender and delicate–unmistakably belonging to a woman.

The sight struck a chord of familiarity

Felicia hesitated for a moment, then remembered they were the same shoes she had seen before losing consciousness in the fog the previous night.

Maurice also remembered.

In fact, from the moment he regained consciousness, he had never forgotten that final scene–the one that played out while Felicia had been unconscious.

So, throughout the entire day while he wandered the island and pretended to be aimless, he had been discreetly watching. He had been searching for these shoes. And now, their owner had appeared on her own.

Maurice’s lips curved into a

barely perceptible smirk, but the coldness in his eyes betrayed his true emotions. Beneath the surface was a simmering intention to kill

Even Felicia noticed it.

questioningly, trying to

head with a faint smile,

Felicia didn’t press further.

save Maurice’s life, only for it to

most infuriated, however,

Eke a rollercoaster. Their hopes rose, only to crash back down in an

stormed forward, ranked the woman out of the bushes, and

the questioning from Maurice’s men, the woman trembled violently and shrunk into herself in terror. She didn’t even

what you

by? That was quite

in such a desolate place filled with strange things, yet this

at Felicia before immediately

lasted only a second, it was enough

deep, grotesque scars–like jagged wounds left by