Return of the Crowned Heiress

Stephan shot Mike a glance, his tone light and dismissive. “It’s not what I did to her. It’s that she wanted

to throw herself at me.”

Mike’s ears immediately perked up. “Go on, tell me more.”

“Get lost.”

“How stingy,” Mike muttered, disappointed at not hearing any juicy gossip.

Then, as if remembering something, he raised an eyebrow. “If nothing unexpected happens, Ms. Fuller will soon be engaged to my nephew, Arnold. She’s about to become part of the Lawson family.”

The news of Matthew proposing the engagement between her and Arnold had already spread throughout Khogend. Even though Felicia had rejected it at the time, it didn’t seem to matter.

Everyone else saw her refusal as being ungrateful, playing hard to get. To outsiders, this engagement was as good as set in stone.

Stephan’s lips curved into a faint, amused smile. “But what if something unexpected does happen?”

“Unlikely. My grandfather personally investigated Felicia’s entire background. After that, he was dead set on arranging her engagement to Arnold. And once he makes up his mind, no one can change it.”

Mike clicked his tongue. “Besides, Arnold himself isn’t on board with the whole thing. Just the other day, I overheard him planning to give her a hard time, hoping she’ll back out on her own.

“I don’t get his logic. Instead of confronting our grandfather, the one who forced this engagement on him, he’s making life difficult for that poor girl. He seriously has a twisted mind.”

Talking about Arnold left Mike shaking his head in disdain. “It’s just one of those cruel twists of fate. If Felicia hadn’t been switched at birth, she and Arnold would’ve grown up together as childhood sweethearts. Their engagement would’ve been natural, Such a shame.”

After ranting for a while, Mike suddenly realized Stephan had earlier responded to his comment about Felicia’s engagement.

“If nothing unexpected happens, Ms. Fuller will soon be engaged to my nephew, Arnold. She’s about to become part of the Lawson family,” he had said.

Mike thought, “What if something goes wrong?”

He gasped dramatically, narrowing his eyes. “Stephan, you’re not interested in Ms. Fuller, are you?”

Stephan scoffed. “Do I look like I have that much free time?”

“Good point…” Mike mused.

There were countless women trying to throw themselves at Stephan, but he was notorious for not showing any interest in them. Not a single woman had ever gotten close to him.

The thought was even more terrifying. Mike crossed his arms, looking horrified. “Wait, don’t tell me… Do you like men?” NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

Stephan gave him a deadpan look. “Where’s my knife?”

“Kidding, just kidding.” Mike laughed nervously, though he quickly put some distance between them.

Then he said, “My daughter’s waiting at home for me to change her diaper, so I’ll be heading off now.”

Stephan glanced at him with disdain and casually tossed a neatly wrapped gift box from the back seat

toward him. “For your daughter.”

“Thanks.” Mike accepted it without hesitation.

Stephan asked offhandedly, “Your daughter’s one year old now, right? Still no sign of her mother?”

“None, not a single clue. It’s like she vanished into thin air.” Mike smiled bitterly.

“Sandra’s starting to talk now. She calls for her mom all the time. When she cries, I’m the only one who can calm her down.”

Stephan didn’t comment further and simply said, “It’s getting late. You should head home.”

“Yeah, will do.”

At the Lawson residence, as soon as Mike walked through the door, a little girl came stumbling toward him. Sandra Lawson reached out with her tiny hands.

In a sweet, babyish voice, she called out, “Dad.”

Mike’s heart softened immediately. His eyes softened as he scooped her up and kissed her chubby cheeks. “Sandra, did you miss me?”

“Yeah,” Sandra nodded eagerly, the ponytail on top of her head bouncing up and down with her movement. Her cuteness was almost too much to handle.

Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Felicia had returned.

Kayla’s expression shifted, and she quickly said, “Mom, Dad, why don’t we arrange for Felicia to attend the same college as me? That way, we can look out for each other.”

It seemed she had forgotten that just days ago, Felicia had slapped her twice. Her eagerness to mend things relieved their parents and made them appreciate her thoughtfulness.

They turned to Felicia and asked, “Licia, what do you think?”

The college Kayla was accepted into was the best in Khogend, boasting top–notch educational resources. To get in, one had to either excel academically or have connections–like donating a building or a hefty sum of money.

Kayla didn’t believe Felicia could get in on her own ment, so she assumed she would need to rely on connections. The comparison between the two sisters made it clear who was more outstanding

Worried that Felicia might feel shy about voicing her opinion, Myra confidently declared, “Darling, you should contact the director, Mr. Dickinson, and add Licia’s name. They’re looking to expand the dormitory building, and we can make a donation.”

“Sure, sure!” Dexter immediately turned to make the call.

As parents, they had never truly considered or understood Felicia’s past or her abilities. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have made such comments.