Return of the Crowned Heiress (Felicia)

Felicia pressed the answer button. “Hello?”

There was a brief silence on the other end, followed by Sebastian’s tired and hoarse voice. “Felicia, where are you? I’ll come find you.”

She thought for a moment and replied, “Let’s meet at the same café as last time.”

“Alright.”

After arriving at the entrance of the café, Felicia asked Stanley to stay in the car while she went in alone. It was the same table as last time. It was by the window, where the light was bright.

When Felicia entered, she immediately spotted Sebastian, whom she hadn’t seen for a long time.

He had lost a lot of weight. His handsome face had sharper angles, his eyes were bloodshot, and he carried an air of weariness from his travels. Yet his cold and distant demeanor remained unchanged.

Felicia sat across from him.

When the waiter came to take their order, Felicia declined. She was worried that if the conversation turned sour, Sebastian might attempt to splash the coffee in her face again.

Although he managed to restrain himself the last time, there was no guarantee he would do so this time.

Unaware of Felicia’s concerns, Sebastian casually ordered two cups. When the coffee was served, the two simply stared at each other through the rising steam. After a long pause, Sebastian was the first to speak. His voice carried a deep hoarseness to it as he asked, “How have you been?”

Was he trying to catch up on old times?

Felicia smiled faintly and cut straight to the point. “Let’s get this over with. I’m sure you asked me out to ask some questions. What is it?”

Sebastian was silent for a moment, his dark eyes fixed on her.

The siblings resembled each other greatly, especially their eyes. There was about 60% similarity between their features, and when they looked at each other, they saw the same coldness reflected in them.

Finally, Sebastian broke the silence. His first question was, “Felicia, do you know that our parents are missing?”

She already knew that.

On the morning Stephan left, she asked him about the map. From him, she learned that the Carrells from Seldvale had acknowledged Kayla as a relative, likely using the map as leverage.

The Carrells would undoubtedly do everything possible to decode the map and set off for the location marked on it. To cover their tracks, the Carrells took two people with them–the Fuller couple.

Now that over ten days had passed, Felicia had no idea how things were going on Stephan’s side or how the Fuller couple, treated as both a living map and a decoy, were faring.

After some thought, Felicia offered Sebastian a lead. “You could start with the Carrell family in Seldvale. If you’re well–informed, you should know that they’ve recognized Kayla as their relative. So, your parents were probably taken by them. The reason they took them has to do with the map. Your parents have seen it, so the Carrells need them to be their guide.”

Felicia only shared what she knew and avoided mentioning Stephan. novelbin

But to Sebastian, Felicia seemed almost too well–informed.

Gripping the table tightly, Sebastian said in a low voice, “Felicia, if you knew all of this, how could you just stand by and watch them be taken? No matter what, they’re still your parents!”

She was dumbfounded by his logic and retorted, “What did you want me to do? Beg the Carrell family to let them go? Or did you want me to kill them all? Would it satisfy you if they killed me instead?”

Sebastian’s expression showed a fleeting moment of helplessness. “That’s not what I meant.”

“Then what did you mean?” Felicia found it hard to contain her laughter as their conversation progressed. In the end, she just laughed, though it was tinged with bitterness and self–deprecation. “Why is it that no matter what I do, it’s always wrong? Why?” 1

It had always been this way. Always.

Whatever she did was wrong–even simply breathing or existing.

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