Return of the Crowned Heiress (Felicia)
Chapter 101

Talia lifted her eyelids. Then, with a mocking smirk, she said, "I could say this many times, and it wouldn't change the fact that the mastermind behind the plan to poison Felicia is none other than Kayla!"

"No way! No way..."

Myra stumbled back a step, repeating the words like a mantra.

Kayla could hardly believe the tables had turned on her, so she vehemently denied it. "I'm innocent! I've never done anything like that, I swear!"

"Mom, you have to believe me! I really did not have such intentions! My cousin's been cornered, which is why she's lashing out! I'm innocent!"

Kayla tightly grasped Myra's hand. As the tears streamed down her cheeks, she cried pitifully as she truly felt wronged.

Myra calmed her mind and asked in a low voice, "Kayla, I need you to be honest with me. Did you do such a thing? As long as you tell the truth, I'll believe you!"

That last sentence confirmed Kayla's unshakeable position in Myra's heart, exemplifying what a mother-daughter bond looked like.

Immediately, Kayla shook her head and raised her hand in an oath. "No! Mom, I swear I didn't... I have no idea why Talia would accuse me. I swear, if I did something like this, I'd be doomed!" "Thank goodness she didn't," was what Myra thought.

Just as Myra was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Felicia casually adjusted her ear and accidentally pressed another button on the recorder.

Suddenly, the speakers around them blared with Kayla's arrogant voice.

"Did you get it? Hand it over."

Then came Roberta's trembling response. "But this is poison. If you don't tell me what it is for, I won't give it to you."

Kayla's face paled as the recording played. She instinctively lunged for Felicia's recorder, trying to shut it down.

"Don't play that! You can't play that!" Kayla shouted inwardly.

However, Myra held Kayla's hand firmly, not wanting to let go.

The recording continued.

"Alright, I'll tell you since you're so eager to know. This poison is for Felicia, and I want her dead!"

"She's your sister!"

"I don't have a sister, and I don't need one either. I'd always be the precious gem of the Fullers without her around. She's in my way, so she deserves to die."

There was more from the recording, but Kayla couldn't process any of it because Myra's expression grew darker by the second.

Kayla quivered, calling out, "Mom-"

But this time, the only response was a slap from Myra, delivered with all her strength.

There was a mixture of anger and disappointment on Myra's face. Just moments ago, she had wanted to believe in Kayla's innocence, but now, there was undeniable proof. She could hardly fathom that the daughter she had raised with love could want to take the life of her own sister.

"What have I done to deserve this? How has the Fuller family wronged you? How could you do something like this? Kayla, you've let me down in the worst way possible!" Kayla's face swelled from the impact, tears spilling uncontrollably down her cheeks.

This was the first time in 18 years that Myra had struck her.

"Mom, I was wrong. I really was wrong."