Return of the Crowned Heiress (Felicia)

At the same time, in the sanatorium, Kayla stood before the bathroom mirror, stretched out her hand to wipe the fog off the glass, and then rolled her eyes, mirroring the movement of the reflection in the mirror.

A burst of laughter came from her chest. "Hahaha..."

Four days ago, she had been consumed with frustration, unable to accept her fall from grace, feeling despair, hatred, and resentment!

She wanted to drag everyone down with her!

Especially after being labeled with a mental disorder, she began to feel like a true madwoman.

On that day in the sanatorium's cafeteria, she snatched a fork and knife from an elderly man, and as she looked into his confused eyes, a malicious thought formed in her mind.

But just as she was about to wildly stab the man with the fork and knife, a few male nurses rushed forward, and in the ensuing struggle, she was knocked to the ground and hit her head, losing consciousness on the spot.

In her unconscious state, she had a dream. In the dream, she was the victor! Felicia was being trampled beneath her feet! She was begging, but neither Dexter nor Myra showed her any favor!

With a small scheme, Kayla made Felicia go from being the real heiress to being an adopted child taken back by the Fuller family!

In the end, because Felicia was responsible for her fall into the sea, Felicia was cast out of the Fuller family and sent to prison by Arnold, where she suffered for four long years!

By the time she was released from prison, she had lost one hand, gone blind in one eye, and broken a leg! Finally, she died in a car accident that Kayla had arranged!

The dream felt so real! So real, as if everything had happened!

But when she woke up, everything in the dream was completely different from reality!

Kayla replayed the events over and over, comparing them with the dream.

In the end, she realized that the biggest variable was Felicia!

Ever since she returned to the Fuller family as the real heiress, everything had changed!

And she had fallen deeper into the abyss after one wrong move!

She shouldn't have been so hasty in wanting to get rid of Felicia, and she shouldn't have recklessly teamed up with that useless Shawn!

By the time she regretted it, it was too late!

She had handed her most fatal weakness to Felicia, who easily used it to crush her.This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

"Hehehe..."

Kayla lifted her head and looked at herself in the mirror, letting out a series of cold, eerie laughs.

"I won't lose again. I know what to do now Felicia, I've already beaten you once. This time, it will bej no different!"

On New Year's Day, firecrackers filled the air everywhere, and the scent of spent fireworks lingered.

Felicia took a deep breath, a slight smile curling at the corners of her mouth.

Khogend had seen another snowfall.

Flakes of snow floated down gently, covering the ground with a light layer that crunched underfoot.

In the distance, fireworks were being set off, their bright colors streaking into the sky in spectacular bursts.

Felicia returned to her rented apartment, holding a bag full of groceries.

The moment she opened the door, something felt off.

"Who is it?"

Her eyes narrowed, and the small knife hidden in her sleeve appeared.

The room was dark, and only the pale moonlight and the intermittent fireworks flashes outside the

window illuminated the space. She could make out a handsome face.

It was Stephan.

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He was sitting on the small sofa in her living room, his long legs straight and poised. His presence was so striking that it felt completely out of place in the ordinary setting.