Return of the Crowned Heiress

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Chapter 111

Mike asked, "What if she actually asks for your help? Would you say yes?"

"It depends on my mood."

Mike fell silent, thinking Stephan was heartless!

Stephan toyed with the round, smooth porcelain bottle, casually removing the cap to sniff it. The scent of fresh

grass wafted up, quite unique. In his boredom, he poured a bit out and applied it to the scars on his hand.

He remembered Felicia mentioning that it was effective even on old scars, so he thought he'd give it a try for her

sake.

Just then, Mike glanced at his vibrating phone and exclaimed, "No need to ask for help. | just got the news that

Felicia has escaped!

"My grandpa has mobilized nearly half the staff to search for her up and down. | need to check things out. See

you later."

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As he typed a message while heading for the exit, he didn't forget to turn off the lights for Stephan.

The room was plunged into darkness, and Stephan paused, contemplating whether he should offer Felicia a

helping hand.

However, in the next second, his expression changed drastically, his gaze darkening as he smashed the

porcelain bottle to the ground! Shards flew everywhere.

Stephan gritted his teeth in the darkness.

A fierce, overpowering heat surged up from his core.

There was something wrong with the medicine!

His eyes turned red, a surge of murderous intent rising within him.

Felicia had snerves!

"Felicia, | can't believe you had the nerve to mess with me!"

The Lawson family's engagement banquet venue was set in a palace called "Pristine Hall," which appeared to be

a dreamy castle from the outside, combining banquet halls, dining areas, and suites.

Inside, it felt more like a maze, vast and overwhelming!

Felicia had no interest in admiring the luxury around her. She was too busy feeling frustrated by its size!

It was her first there, and she was completely unfamiliar with the layout. The winding corridors seemed

endless!

Even though she was quick on her feet and agile, she found herself hopelessly lost after running for a

considerable distance. She struggled to look for the exit.

The bodyguards behind her had

caught up, having received instructions from Matthew. Since Arnold had already fled, Matthew sent another team

to intercept him.

Their task was to bring Felicia back to the banquet hall with no exceptions. Even if it was just her alone, they

were determined to carry out this engagement that th@entire city was watching!

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Rolling her eyes, Felicia darted into another corridor.

In her rush, she collided with someone at the corner-a girl wearing a mask and a hat that concealed her identity.

The girl, Abbie Dawson, stumbled and fell to the ground, letting out a pained gasp.

"I'm so sorry! Are you okay?"

Felicia quickly reached out to help her up, checking her arm to ensure she hadn't been hurt. Fortunately, the

thick carpet had cushioned her fall. Abbie shook her head, her expression also apologetic. "I'm sorry, | was lost in

thought."

"It's alright."

Felicia turned around and took a glance. The relentless bodyguards were already on her trail. She couldn't afford

to waste tand continued running. However, because of the brief stop, the long train of her gown snagged on

a nearby fire extinguisher, tearing off a section of the red fabric. "Hey, your dress..."

Abbie tried to call out to Felicia, but as a swarm of bodyguards rushed past, she instinctively recoiled, too

frightened to approach.

Just then, her phone beeped loudly, cutting through the tension and urgency.

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