Return of the Crowned Heiress (Felicia)
Chapter 114

After the initial surge of anger, Stephan's face darkened as he called for his subordinates.

Looking at the chaotic scene before them, it was evident that something inappropriate had occurred. His men exchanged shocked glances, realizing their normally composed boss had been with a woman! Stephan's tone was as frigid as ever, exuding an intense aura of pressure. "Find that woman and bring her to me."

He always followed through on his promises. If he said he would repay someone, he meant it.

As for Felicia, who dared to scheme against him, she was as good as dead.

"Yes, Mr. Russell." Feeling the chilling atmosphere radiating from him, the subordinates bowed and quickly departed to carry out their orders.

...

Felicia retraced her steps to the dressing room where she had changed last night. She successfully slipped back into her own clothes, after which she retrieved her phone and needle case.

As for the expensive suit jacket belonging to Stephan, she tossed it, along with the tablecloth, into a nearby laundry basket as she walked past.

Along the way, she didn't encounter anyone from the Lawson family or their bodyguards.

She had no idea how the banquet concluded last night. Curious, she stopped the janitor to ask about the latest gossip.

As soon as Felicia opened her mouth, the janitor perked up, putting down her mop to enthusiastically share, "Oh, you've come to the right person! I was there yesterday. I witnessed it all!"

Through the woman's animated recounting, Felicia learned that after she fled, Matthew's bodyguards failed to replace her, and they could not bring back Arnold, who had been waiting at the hospital with Kayla. Consequently, neither Felicia nor Arnold was present.

Matthew was furious, and the banquet couldn't proceed without them. However, since so many guests had arrived, the planned performance with thousands of drones and a city-wide fireworks show went as scheduled. Eventually, after the guests started leaving, Matthew could no longer bear it; he coughed up blood from sheer anger and had to be rushed to the hospital.

"Oh! How tragic," Felicia commented, feigning surprise. While she expressed sympathy, there was no hint of compassion on her face.

The janitor glanced around before

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she whispered, "I heard that the bride ran away because she was being forced into the wedding. These wealthy families are something else. They're so shameless!"

"Exactly!" Felicia agreed, "Totally shameless!"

Afterward, she quickly exited Pristine Hall.

Just as she stepped out, the entrances to Pristine Hall were locked down. It seemed they were searching for someone.

Felicia tucked her chin down, hailing a cab back to school. On the way, she didn't forget to stop by a pharmacy to pick up some supplies. Once she took the medication, Felicia finally sighed in relief, but soon, her thoughts turned to how to extricate herself from the situation. She needed someone to help rescue her as she was caught between a rock and a hard place.

She buried her head in her pillow, groaning, "I can't keep living like this..."

...

Meanwhile, after Pristine Hall was locked down, no one could enter or exit.

In one of the rooms, Abbie, barely dressed, spoke quietly into her phone. "Jamie, did you get the clothes? It's almost 9:00 am! I have to go for casting later!"

"I got them, but I can't get in! The place is locked down!"

Jamie fumed on the other end of the line, "What the heck is Mr. Quinn thinking, not leaving you a single outfit?

"If you're late for this casting, you wouldn't even land a supporting role."

about that now won't help.

At least... Abbie forced a

self-deprecating smile. "I'm probably secure in the role of a third female lead with Mr. Quinn."

Jamie paused briefly before she sighed, "Alright, Abbie, don't dwell on it. Things will get better. Right now you need to replace a way to borrow some clothes and get out of there. I'll be waiting for you at the O entrance."

"Got it."

After hanging up, Abbie furrowed her brow, wrapped herself in a bed sheet, and cautiously stepped out the door.