Return of the Crowned Heiress Chapter 417
Return of the Crowned Heiress
Chapter 417
At first, it didnât occur to Dexter who Myra was referring to. It took him a few seconds to process and understand the âwretched girlâ she mentioned was Felicia.
If there had been another person present, they might have wondered how could these two not even know who their daughter was.
However, it was more likely that they would be shocked by how these parents could call their biological daughtera curse
Either way, it would still be rather incomprehensible.
Dexter sighed weakly. âStop saying nonsense. Letâs focus on figuring out what to do next..
Myra, however, had completely given op, canting, âThis whole thing has nothing to do with us in the first place! Let them say whatever they want! Weâve handed over the map. If it got swapped midway, thatâs their problem to figure out!
Although it was easy for her to say that, it wasnât that easy for this incident to die down.
Human desire was like a huge web. With the appearance
After his initial frustration, Dexter slowly calmed down. With his hand behind his back, he paced around the room before suddenly saying, âSomethingâs not right. It doesnât make sense.
âWhat doesnât make sense? Myra asked
âThat mapâwe put it in the box ourselves and locked it. No outsiders handled it at any point. If anything, Kayla was the only one who touched Itâ
âWhat are you implying?â
âWhat if Kayla stole the map
Doubt started to take hold in Dexterâs mind. He picked up the fake map that was thrown on the floor and examined it closely.
Kayla often painted, and her coom was full of art supplies.
The composition of the lake mapâs Inkwas identical to the paint she used!
Myra found it hard to believe. âThat doesnât prove anything! Donât go around accusing your own daughter!â
âThen how else can you explain this? The box was securely locked. It wasnât opened until today at the auction. There was no chance for it to be tampered with!â If his suspicions were true, Dexter didnât know how to feel about it.
Although Myra still wanted to argue the point, she couldnât help but clench her fists tightly. From Dexterâs forced smile, she could tell what was on his mind right thenâbioma.
Be it their initial greed in secretly sneaking the map away or having the adopted daughter they adored betray them, it was all karma.
It wasnât until late at night that Kayla returned home.
Upon seeing the house in disarray, with even the front door broken, she jumped in tright, âDad! Mom! What happened here?â
Myra briefly explained the events and then pulled Kayla aside to quietly ask, âKayla, tell me the truth. Did you secretly swap the map?
Kaylaâs eyes widened in shock as she cried indignantly, âMom! How many times are you going to question me? Didnât you just ask me the same thing over the phone?1 already told you it wasnât me
Myra stared at her for some time to confirm if she was lying. However, she saw no signs of guilt or evasion, so she let the matter drop.
If the problem wasnât with Kayla, then it mustâve been swapped at the auction!
âMaybe it was the auction houseâs owner or someone in charge of guarding the item who did this.â
In the end, that was the only conclusion Myra could come to.