Return of the Crowned Heiress (Felicia)

When he looked up, he noticed a shard pressing against Arnold's neck, and the one who was holding the shard was Felicia. She now had him hostage. He was so useless!

Mr. Lawson Senior closed his eyes and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Grandpa!" Arnold yelled anxiously.

He wanted to check on Mr. Lawson Senior's condition, but Felicia stopped him.

"Don't move!" Felicia pushed the shard harder against Arnold's neck.

When Arnold wanted to return to his room, he froze in shock at the sight of military Humvees charging into the Lawson residence. So, Felicia seized the opportunity to hold him hostage, planning to use him as leverage for a safe escape from the Lawsons. What she didn't expect was that Stephan Russell was the one in the military Humvees trying to destroy the Lawson residence.

Felicia kept Arnold captive until she was at the stairway, then kicked him down.

She looked at Stephan with a light-hearted smile. "Great, I can finally relax now that you're here."

Felicia could no longer hold herself up and fell straight over the steps.

Stephan moved past everyone like a blast of wind and caught her safely in his arms.

Her skin was scorching hot, and her palm was bleeding, but she was still clutching onto the shard. Both of her arms were covered with scratches and wounds.

Stephan opened her hand slowly and tossed the shard away.

He lifted Felicia in his arms and glanced coldly at Mr. Lawson Senior who was lying on the ground after coughing up blood, and Arnold who was kicked down the stairs with blood streaming from his head. "The Lawsons... Very well then." His tone dripped with hatred.

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The lights above flickered briefly before exploding. A blast of icy wind surged in from outside, making everyone in the villa shiver with cold sweat, despite the weather

It was a grave mistake to anger Stephan.

Mr. Lawson Senior coughed up

another mouthful of blood. His voice strained, "Stephan, please have

mercy. I didn't know Felicia was

yours, or I never would have made

such a decision."

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He was not lying. If he had known Felicia belonged to Stephan, he would never have pushed the Lawsons to the brink, no matter how demented he was! "It's too late."

Stephan walked out with Felicia in his arms, leaving behind three words that hung heavily, like the weight of a mountain.

Mr. Lawson Senior's face turned deathly pale. His chest rose and fell with each labored breath, and his withered, trembling hands shook uncontrollably.

The vitality he had left suddenly drained away. At that moment, it was as if all the air had been sucked from his body.

"Grandpa!"

Arnold yelled at the bodyguards, "Where's the doctor? Get a doctor here right now!"

The bodyguards rushed off, and Mr. Lawson Senior gripped Arnold's hand tightly. His eyes flickered as he asked, "Did you know about this?" "What?"

"Did you know that Felicia was with Stephan?"

"..." Arnold avoided his grandfather's

gaze. During that one time at the club, he met Stephan, so he definitely knew. But Arnold did not want to tell the truth.

Upon Arnold's reaction, Mr. Lawson Senior knew he needed no further explanation.

Furious, he spewed another mouthful of blood. "Fool! Your actions are going to destroy the Lawson family!"