Return of the Crowned Heiress

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Chapter 110

Someone quickly reacted, shouting, "Go tell Mr. Lawson Senior!"

One of the bodyguards rushed off to deliver the message. While everyone's attention was on Arnold's departure,

Felicia seized the moment, lifting her gown to kick off her high heels! This was the opportunity for her to escape.

She darted away, the bright red gown trailing behind her like a flickering flin the dreamlike hallway.

The bodyguards yelled in frustration and took off after her!

Meanwhile, the atmosphere in the banquet hall was lively and boisterous, filled with guests mingling and clinking

glasses, all eagerly waiting for the appearance of the main couple of the engagement.

But soon, a bodyguard hurried in, whispering something to Matthew. Beneath the calm surface of the event, a

subtle ripple of unrest began to form, but it was quickly masked.

At that moment, on the top floor of the banquet hall.

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Stephan, tall and statuesque, stood by a massive floor-to-ceiling window. His dark eyes were calm and deep as

he surveyed everything below.

The room was dim, lit only by the cool moonlight streaming in, casting a long shadow on the ground that seemed

thick as ink, radiating a chilling air that warned others to stay away. Just then, the switch clicked, and the lights

turned on.

Mike walked in, curious. "Mr. Russell, why are the lights off? What are you looking at?"

Stephen glanced at him.

Mike caught on, quickening his pace to the window. Sure enough, he saw Arnold rush into the parking lot and

drive away in a hurry.

"No way! The engagement banquet has already started, and he is going to leave his fiancée behind?"

Mike's expression was one of disbelief, knowing all too well how furious Matthew would be.

Sure enough, as soon as Arnold sped off, several bodyguards received orders to chase after him.

Stephan said quietly, "Your nephew is quite the handful."

Mike sighed. "Right, | have a feeling the Lawson family is in for quite the spectacle..."

Stephen nodded. "Alright, I'm glad you were aware."

Mike raised an eyebrow, taken aback by his straightforwardness.

Just as he was about to retort, his gaze fell on a small white porcelain bottle on the table. He picked it up curious.

Mr. Russell, this doesn't match your usual style. What's this?

Looks like smedic you

As he was about to uncork the bottle, Stephen snatched it.

"It's just scar-removal ointment. Someone gave it to me."

Mike wondered who that someone was. He asked, "Who gave it to you?"

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He pressed, eyes narrowing with interest. "No way. It's from Felicia, right?"

Stephen chuckled lightly but didn't confirm or deny.

"Looks like guessed right." Mike smirked. Mr. Russell, she's concerned about your injury and even gave you this

ointment. Why don't you lend a hand and help her out this time?"

His implication was clear-it was about Felicia being forcibly married off by the Lawson family.

Stephen replied coolly, "Do I look like the kind of person who'd do that?"

"Not at all." Mike's answer was firm.

Not only was he not a good person, but sometimes he could be downright heartless.

Stephen leaned back casually on the couch, crossing his long legs. His relaxed posture exuded a charm, and his

eyes had a mischievous glint.

"Besides, she hasn't askedfor help."

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