Return of the Crowned Heiress novel Chapter 384

"Miss, I wouldn't dare lie anymore! I really don't know anything else. The person who contacted me was Mr. Falas. He said someone asked him to have me do something and offered a high price, so I agreed."

Baldy spoke honestly. "After that, I received information from Mr. Falas, came to Khogend, and prepared to assassinate you..."

Felicia lightly tapped her fingers, remaining silent.

The female mercenary kicked Baldy and coldly said, "You're still hiding something. Speak up!"

They needed to resolve this quickly to get the five billion dollar reward.

But he truly didn't know anything else. "That's all I know! I swear I'm not lying. I won't dare hide anything!"

Felicia believed he was telling the truth.

Since Mr. Falas contacted him, this was a solid lead. With this clue, it would be easier to investigate.

She turned, pulled back the curtain, and looked at Maurice, who was also lying in the bed, coldly saying, "Stop pretending. I know you're awake."

He chuckled and then opened his eyes.

His dark eyes were full of life, showing no sign of just having woken up.

"You found me out. How boring."

He shifted his body, gasping from the pain.

Damn it! Under the influence of the twin venomous creatures, he was hurt much more than Felicia.

She immediately asked him, "Who is this Mr. Falas, and who is he working for? Tell me."

Although her facial expression didn't change much, the suppressed killing intent in her voice was heavy and intense.

She was out for revenge for her friend.

No one dared to approach.

She gripped Maurice's collar and spoke slowly. "You leaked the information about the twin venomous creatures, didn't you? You know who your enemies are, and you're happy to see me become your scapegoat. You think this is fun, don't you?"

Maurice didn't speak. Even though he had been punched twice and blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth, he didn't get angry. He even ordered his subordinates not to intervene.

Once again, he sensed her intense emotional turmoil.

Inside her, there was... sorrow.

It was a suppressed emotion, a confusion of who to blame, who to hate, and in the end, she took all the guilt onto herself.

Beneath her calm exterior, her broken soul repeatedly asked, "How do I pay back Carmen's sacrifice?"

Maurice sighed, reached up, and gently wiped the coldness from the corner of Felicia's eye with his clean fingertip. "I'll give you an answer."