Return of the Crowned Heiress novel Chapter 650

Maurice's fingers curled slightly. After a brief moment of hesitation, he gave up on restraining Scarlet. He lowered his head and checked on Felicia's condition, finding that she had just been knocked unconscious.

Her breathing and pulse were steady, which eased his concerns slightly.

Scarlet wanted to seize Felicia back, but as soon as Maurice cast a glance at her, his cold, shadowy gaze pinned her to the spot.

In that instant, Scarlet had a strange feeling as if the only reason he hadn't killed her was because of Felicia. But if she took one more step forward, he would not hesitate to take action.

Not to mention, he had so many subordinates behind him too.

The situation wasn't looking good.

Scarlet took a deep breath and stood still, but a touch of mockery still appeared on her face. "You've been tracking us for quite a while now, haven't you, Mr. Glovers?"

Back when they were in Khogend, Scarlet had sensed it. Around Felicia's clinic and villa, she always got the feeling that she was being watched, though whenever she looked carefully, she found no traces.

She had thought back then that the person behind it was merely spying. They were always observing Felicia's movements and lurking in the shadows. There was a hint of protective intent in their actions.

In short, there had been no malicious intent.

Scarlet had even mentioned it to Felicia at the time, but Felicia, as if already aware of it, had casually said, "Let them be. Don't mind it."

Today, those people finally revealed themselves.

However, Scarlet hadn't expected the person behind it to be someone so significant. The head of the Glovers family in Ablil, Maurice Glovers!

As expected, Maurice's tone was laced with a hint of careless laziness as he coldly said, "You should be glad you're Felicia's subordinate. Otherwise, you wouldn't even have a chance to speak."

As she spoke, Scarlet kept her eyes fixed on Maurice's face. Sure enough, she caught a fleeting look of shock and anger.

Scarlet felt relieved and raised an eyebrow as she added, "The person controlling my boss… We were close to capturing him just now, but in the end, we failed and he slipped away."

Maurice turned to his subordinates, his expression cold as he ordered, "Go investigate!"

"Yes, sir!"

When the robed man fled, Maurice had just arrived with his men and caught a glimpse of the man. However, given the situation, trying to find out more or catch the person was no different than searching for a needle in a haystack.

His subordinates exchanged glances and quickly got to work. Without hesitation, they turned and went in the direction the robed man had fled.

Maurice then asked, "How long has this situation been going on?"