Return of the Crowned Heiress Chapter 536

The attackers were no doubt the Carrell family members. It meant that the moment Felicia descended, they had her in their sights. Using the thick fog as cover, they encircled her and attempted to capture her.

Those disgusting cowards!

Felicia’s entire body was tense as she kept her ears attuned to the slightest sound around her. If there was any movement or another sneak attack, she would react and counter–attack immediate

After waiting for a while, there wasn’t a third attacker. Instead, she heard a chuckle, low and amused, coming from behind her.

“Who would’ve thought my little cousin is quite skilled?”

Felicia immediately recognized the voice. It was Pete! But calling her his “little cousin“? That was downright revolting–especially considering this was the man who had just shoved his actual cousin, Kayla, into a crevice without any hesitation.

Turning toward the voice, Felicia readied herself. She had a few silver needles in her left palm while her

The air current from her earlier fight had dispersed some of the fog, making the scene in front of her gradually clearer.

She squinted as she focused on the figure approaching her. It was a tall, upright silhouette that moved with an unhurried elegance. His movements stirred the fog around him, creating an almost ethereal effect.

She looked at his face with skin so pale that it had an almost sickly hue. His lips were curled into a faint smile. He had the kind of delicate and refined appearance that might inspire pity, and he exuded a trail, scholarly air.

By looks alone, he could be considered quite handsome. Unfortunately, Felicia was unimpressed.

While keeping her guard up against him, she took the opportunity to scan her surroundings, hoping to catch sight of Stephan. However, there was no sign of him–only a large pit in the ground not far away, shaped like a crevice. That was where Kayla had fallen into.

So… what exactly was the thing Stephan was looking for? Could it be in that crevice as well?

Felicia quickly withdrew her gaze, careful not to betray her thoughts. Yet Pere had been watching her closely since his arrival and didn’t miss the fleeting expression on her face. Before she could ask, he spoke up.

“That’s right. Mr. Russell just went into the crevice. Unfortunately… he won’t be coming out. My dear cousin, do you want to go take a look?” His voice was laced with temptation, as if coaxing her into making a reckless decision.

Felicia sneered and retorted, “I’m no cousin of yours! Don’t give

“Alas…” Pete sighed, feigning sadness. He added, “My dear cousin, you must’ve forgotten. I saw you when you were seven years old.” Speechless, Felicia rolled her eyes. If these people weren’t blocking her path, she wouldn’t have wasted a second listening to Pete’s nonsensical rambling. She wasn’t interested in dredging up memories either. Whatever happened back then wasn’t worth remembering

Even if she had met Pete when she was seven, so what?

Idly spinning her knife in her hand, Felicia’s patience was wearing thin. Her voice carried an unmistakable threat as she asked, you done talking? Can you move aside now?”

Pete seemed surprised by how uncooperative she was. Her guarded and indifferent demeanor amused him to no end

“My dear cousin, you-”

He had barely started speaking when a gleaming knife flew straight toward his face

Pete’s reflexes were sharp, and he dodged it just in time.

Felicia withdrew her hand and warned coldly, “That was your last chance. If I hear you calling me that again, I won’t miss the next time