Return of the Crowned Heiress

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Chapter 165

The man's tall figure was veiled in the moonlight as if a layer of thin mist draped over him. The cold, silvery light

fell on his shoulders as he took long strides forward. His stunning face was heart-stopping, and it captivated

Felicia's gaze. It was Stephan Russell!

He was still carrying a small white puppy in his arms. His long, pale fingers idly pinched the scruff of its neck,

keeping it subdued. The puppy didn't dare to resist, letting out soft whimpers from tto time.

Seeing Stephan appear here made Felicia's expression shift noticeably.

When did he arrive? How much had he seen?

The happiest person at that time, however, was none other than Shawn Fuller.

When he saw another person show up, Shawn's first thought was that he might be saved. His eyes twinkled with

hope as he yelled, "Help! Please! This wicked girl is trying to kill me!"

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The distance from the pit to the waterfall was not long, but a trail had been dragged across the ground, leaving

blood stains on the grass.

Shawn was in such a pitiful state, while Felicia's hands remained clean and firmly in control. One might think this

was a crin process, especially since they had been caught in the act! This was definitely awkward.

Shawn had no idea who the newcomer was. All he knew was that whoever turned up could be his savior.

He immediately called out, "Sir, help me, quick! This witch is trying to kill me! Helpthrow her off the cliff, and

I'll pay you a lot of money, okay?"

Felicia was speechless.

Shawn had not noticed how the

tension in the air grew thick after he spoke. Unaware, he kept talking big and urged on. "Con, hurry up!" I,

Shawn Fuller, will keep my word! Get rid of this girl, and I'll pay you 500 thousand dollars!"

"If that's not enough for you, I'll increase it to a million dollars! A million dollars will do, right?"

However, his increasing offers were not responded to, and Shawn finally realized something was wrong. He lifted

his head, struggling, to glance at Stephan.

The moment their eyes met, Shawn

felt his heart drop. It was as if his

throat had been clamped shut by an invisible hand. An overpowering murderous intent swept over him, sending

chills down his spine and soaking his back with cold sweat.

"You... You're..."

Shawn's face went pale. His lips trembled, unable to utter another word.

Stephan ignored him and looked at Felicia calmly. "Do you wantto show you how it's done?"

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"Showwhat?" Felicia blinked, momentarily confused.

It wasn't until she noticed the faint smirk on Stephan's face that she realized he was offering to demonstrate how

to cover up a murder.

Felicia immediately waved her hands. "No need for that."

She had never planned on killing Shawn that fast. She only wanted him to reveal Lucas' whereabouts. If Shawn

died in such a manner, he would be let off too easily. "Oh..." Stephan sounded a bit disappointed.

Meanwhile, Shawn, who was still

lying on the ground, was not a fool. He realized that his supposed savior was clearly acquainted with Felicia.

Judging from the way they

interacted, their relationship seemed to run deep. Otherwise, he wouldn't have spoken as coldly as she did.

"Now that's just great. You're in this together!"

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