Return of the Crowned Heiress novel Chapter 225

A single revelation set off a storm.

The hall was abuzz with murmurs. Just moments ago, the lively and cheerful atmosphere in the grand hall had been palpable. But now, it was as if someone had flipped a switch. Silence fell over the hall. It was so absolute you could hear a pin drop.

All eyes turned to Kayla, and whispers began to ripple through the crowd.

"Gosh, murder?"

"Is this for real? It can't be, right?"

Someone else chimed in, "Do you even need to ask? Look at the victim's family standing right there. This has to be true!"

"I heard about it! A driver of the Fuller family did pass away recently. They found the car and body yesterday near the beach on Cedar Street. Word is, it sank straight into the water. A friend who went to the scene told me it was… horrific."

"Gosh! If Kayla really did it… Well, I guess you never truly know someone, do you?"

The crowd started shifting subtly. Some people discreetly moved farther away from Kayla. Step by step, the space around her widened until she stood almost entirely alone.

Kayla felt like she had plunged into an icy abyss. How had things spiraled out of control like this? Why had Mina barged in and exposed everything? What made it worse was how she could claim to have evidence tying Kayla to a crime.

What did she know?

Kayla clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms. Regret churned in her gut. If she had known this was coming, she would've dealt with Mina a long time ago. Anything would've been better than being bitten back like this.

Dexter and Myra exchanged a quick glance. As protective parents, they wasted no time stepping forward to shield their daughter.

Taking a deep breath, Dexter nodded, reining in his emotions. He turned to face Mina, who the reporters surrounded. Letting out a measured sigh, he spoke calmly but firmly.

"Mina, I was heartbroken to hear about Ruben's accident. I even arranged for someone to visit you at the hospital. I gave you money and provided a care package."

He paused, his tone growing sharper. "If you feel it wasn't enough, I'm willing to offer more to help you through this difficult time. But accusing my daughter and dragging her name through the mud is not the way to go about it. Don't let grief cloud your judgment."

Dexter's words were calculated, framing Mina's actions as those of a grieving widow desperate for compensation. The narrative shifted—she wasn't exposing a murderer; she was fabricating a story to extort the Fuller family.

The crowd began murmuring again, their whispers filling the hall.

"That makes sense. I mean, Kayla is just 19. How could a young woman like her possibly pull off something as extreme as murder?"