Return of the Crowned Heiress novel Chapter 314

Calvin fled for his life.

Carmen chased him until she was out of breath, only stopping when he disappeared into the distance. Frustrated, she threw the kitchen knife onto the ground, wiped the sweat off her face, and flagged down a cab to head to the Fuller residence.

The villa remained grand and imposing, a symbol of their past as Khogend's wealthiest family. Despite recent turmoil, its opulence remained untouched.

Carmen hammered on the gate, repeatedly pressing the doorbell.

"Is anyone there? Come out! I need to speak with the Fuller family members! It's urgent!" she yelled.

Finally, a maid appeared.

Carmen clung to the iron gate, desperation clear in her voice. "I need to see Mr. and Mrs. Fuller! Let me in!"

"They're not home," the maid replied coolly. "Even Mr. Sebastian isn't here. Why don't you try the Walsh family if it's something urgent?"

Carmen froze for a moment before quickly jumping back into the cab. "To the Walsh residence," she told the driver.

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The Fuller residence was draped in mourning.

Clive had passed away, and the family was in the middle of his funeral.

Carmen hesitated at the sight of the somber white decorations but steeled herself. She didn't have a choice. Alone, she had no power to save Felicia.

She banged on the gate, her eyes red with urgency.

"I need to see Mr. and Mrs. Fuller! Let me in!" she yelled.

A maid came out to assess the situation. Unable to make the decision themselves, they went to inform the family.

Myra clung to her daughter, crying into her shoulder.

At that moment, the maid returned and reported, "There's someone outside asking for Mr. and Mrs. Fuller. She says it's urgent."

Dexter and Sebastian were busy hosting mourners from the extended family and close friends. They couldn't leave.

Myra, still distraught, asked weakly, "Who is it?"

The maid shook her head. "I'm not sure. A young woman who claims to be a friend of Ms. Felicia. She insists on speaking to you and Mr. Fuller personally."

"A friend of Felicia?" Myra showed little reaction, still overwhelmed by grief.

But Kayla's expression sharpened, her eyes narrowing as her mind raced. A flurry of thoughts and schemes flickered across her face in an instant.