Return of the Crowned Heiress novel Chapter 375

"Ms. Fuller, you..."

The subordinates looked awkwardly at each other and whispered, "We thought you would ask if we caught the hitman..."

"Did you catch him?" she asked.

"No..."

That day, as soon as she was attacked, the four of them rushed into the building to capture the hitman, but they were too late. By the time they got inside, all they found were two spent bullet casings.

The hitman was already gone.

While they were searching the area, they found another body in the stairwell—the body of the man who owned the apartment where the hitman had been hiding these past few days.

He had been silenced.

They continued to trace the hitman's movements but never saw his face.

In all the surveillance footage, the hitman was wearing a hat and kept his head down, so they only saw his strong, imposing back.

But what did this have to do with Felicia wanting to see Maurice?

The subordinates were thinking about this, and one of them finally asked.

She didn't hide anything; she no longer cared to conceal her intentions. She said directly, "I want to know who the hitman is. Maurice must know."

The four subordinates exchanged glances, worried it might be Maurice's doing. None of them dared to respond.

She lost patience, and her tone grew colder. "Do I need to repeat myself?"

"Ms. Fuller, please wait a moment. We'll report to Mr. Glovers right away."

The subordinates had no choice. Even if they didn't contact him, she could still reach him. Having them pass on the message would at least make it less awkward.

The message quickly reached Maurice.

Upon hearing that Felicia had been attacked again, nearly losing her life, and that her friend had shielded her, he frowned.

A second attack in such a short time?

It wasn't his emotions, so it must have been Felicia's emotions—grief, pain, guilt, regret.

Maurice clicked his tongue. He never expected that the so-called "twin venomous creature" could make him feel the other person's emotions too.

He let it go. Since she was so upset, he would reluctantly agree to her request.

"Arrange the plane; we're going to Khogend."

He threw down the papers in his hands and walked out.

"Ms. Fuller, Mr. Glovers has agreed to meet you. A plane is already arranged, and he will arrive by evening at the latest."

The four subordinates spoke respectfully. They were somewhat surprised by Maurice's unusually good mood.

They had expected that, given his bad temper, even if he agreed to meet Felicia, he would have sent her to Ablil. But instead, he was coming personally.

What was going on with him?