Return of the Crowned Heiress novel Chapter 428

However, Stephan didn't say anything.

Hence, continued by saying, "It's the middle of the night. What if something happens to Ms. Fuller? That would be a disaster."

Stephan shot him a sharp glance, his eyes as piercing as blades. In the end, he finally spat out two words, "Turn around."

"Okay." The driver released a sigh of relief and immediately made a U-turn at the next intersection, immediately returning to where they had left Felicia.

However, Felicia was no longer in sight when they got there.

The driver let out an awkward laugh and said, "Ms. Fuller must've taken a cab."

Stephan frowned, his voice icy. "Did you see any cab pass by just now? Check over there."

He pointed to a roadside lined with cherry blossom trees. Though it wasn't the blooming season for the blossoms, a car was parked under one of the trees, and next to it stood two figures.

One was Felicia, and the other was Maurice.

The driver's jaw dropped in shock as he asked, "Mr. Russell, isn't that the head of the Glover family? I thought he had a leg injury and hadn't been able to walk in years. How is he standing now?"

There was no need for questioning. The only one who could heal Maurice was Felicia.

No wonder Felicia had gotten out of the car so decisively, eager to end things. It was because someone had been waiting for her.

Stephan let out a low, bitter laugh laced with self-mockery. "Let's go."

"Yes." The driver didn't dare say anything else nor dare glance at the rear-view mirror to catch Stephan's expression. Just the sound of his cold, mocking laugh was enough to send chills down his spine.

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After walking like this for a while, Felicia finally lost her patience. She stopped, her tone full of irritation as she questioned, "Maurice, what do you want?"

He should just get it over with if he had a trick up his sleeve. Instead, he kept annoying her like this!

Maurice lowered his gaze lightly. His figure stretched long under the streetlight, his smile revealing his white teeth and rosy lips. The red mole at the corner of his eye also added a touch of devilish charm.

Lazily, he said, "Nothing. I just want to send you home."

Felicia rolled her eyes hard, thinking that this guy was crazy. She would've laughed in his face if he had any shame.

Maurice spread his hands, feigning innocence. His expression suggested that he didn't care whether she believed him or not.

After that, Felicia quickened her pace, wanting to get as far away from this lunatic as possible.