Return of the Crowned Heiress Chapter 447

Chapter 447

Kayla sneezed twice when she got home. After all that had happened, she ate the takeout she bought on her way home for dinner. She merely took a few bites before putting down her fork. “Ugh! It tastes horrible!”

She was used to a life of luxury, always eating the best foods and getting served by maids. The downgrade in lifestyle felt like endless torture for her.

After what had happened last night, she realized her apartment wasn’t safe either. She wouldn’t be able to escape if the thugs came looking for her again. But she couldn’t think of anyone she could turn to. Who should she share the map with to maximize the returns?

Curling up on the couch, Kayla poked the plushie beside her out of boredom.

She thought of looking for Arnold but quickly dropped the idea. Arnold could not even secure his place as the heir of the Lawson family. Not only that, he was banished to a foreign land by Mike and barred from coming home unless necessary.

How about Melvin? No, that wouldn’t work either.

Melvin was once her number one simp, but something must have snapped in him because he had suddenly lost interest in her. He no longer gravitated around her, and rumor had it that he recently got himself a girlfriend.

Men were so unreliable–all of them!

Her train of thought was interrupted by the doorbell ringing. She jumped in shock and nearly fell off the couch in a hurry. At the same time, she grabbed a fruit knife from the coffee table.

Was that bunch of troublesome thugs here again?

Kayla stayed quiet as she made her way to the door barefoot. She cautiously peeked through the peephole and saw a familiar middle–aged couple at the door. They were Howell and Tabitha–her biological parents!

What were they doing here?

Kayla had no plans to open the door. She wanted to ignore them, but they wouldn’t stop ringing the doorbell, yelling, “Hey, Kayla darling, open the door! We’re your parents!”

Kayla trembled in rage at their audacity. She kicked the door open and threatened them with the knife. “Get lost! How dare you call yourself my parents? You reek of poverty! You disgust me!”

“Child, what’s with the knife? Put it down now. We’re here with good news!” Howell beamed, his features wrinkling up. A cunning glint appeared in his eyes. Tabitha acted the same way.

Kayla was confused and frustrated. Ever since Shawn was arrested for murder, Howell and Tabitha had been harassing her non–stop, even threatening to kill her to avenge him.

Back then, they hated her so much that they wanted her dead. But now, their attitudes had changed completely.

She eyed them warily. In a frosty tone, she barked, “Spit it out! Don’t play games with me. I don’t have time for you!”

“What a thoughtless child,” said Tabitha.

Noticing that Kayla was about to fly into a rage, she hurriedly added, “Alright, alright. So, this is what happened. My cousin–your aunt–wishes to see you.”

Kayla fell silent, wondering if she had heard Tabitha wrongly. Then, she chortled, not bothering to hide her contempt. “Are you guys sick in the head? Where is this poor relative from? Do I have to meet her just because she wants to see me? Who does she think she is?”

Howell stole a panicked glance over his shoulder and quickly stopped Kayla’s rant. “What nonsense is that? Your aunt is a big shot!”