Return of the Crowned Heiress (Felicia)

As for Felicia's relationship with Kayla in this life, it had reached a breaking point. The gloves were off, and her schemes were only getting more vicious.

...

Three years later, Dexter declared bankruptcy. The once-mighty tycoon of Khogend, known as the wealthiest man in town, fell from grace. In the end, he was left relying on Arnold just to get by. Felicia circled the word "bankruptcy".

After her rebirth, many events shifted to an earlier timeline. Could it be that the Fuller family's downfall might also come sooner?

The Fuller family was indeed bound to fall sooner or later, and that was precisely why Felicia refused to take the 5% stake. Accepting those shares would only tie her down to a sinking ship, making it harder to walk away when the time came. Felicia tapped her pen thoughtfully against the paper.

Instead, her mind drifted to a memory from her past life-an opportunity that had solidified Arnold's position as the Lawson family heir.

He had attended a major venture capital conference and invested in three promising startups. Three years later, two of those companies delivered massive returns, earning him wealth and clout.

Eventually, they were absorbed into the Lawson family as subsidiary companies.

Felicia thought about beating Arnold to it as her eyes lit up. Slapping the desk, she jumped up and headed straight for Sebastian's room.

When Felicia told Sebastian she wanted to attend the upcoming venture capital conference, he raised an amused brow.

"There's a conference in Khogend tomorrow." He grinned. "I was planning to skip it, but if you're interested, I'll take you."

The timing couldn't have been better. Even if she didn't find the exact startups Arnold had invested in during her past life, she could keep attending conferences until she did.

Sebastian chuckled, ruffling her hair. "What's gotten into you? Are you planning to dive into investments already? You haven't even got the dividends from that 5% stake yet, and you're already figuring out how to spend it?" "It's not like that..." Felicia trailed off, her gaze dropping to the floor.

In less than two years, the Fuller family would go bankrupt. Those dividends-if they even materialized-were meaningless. She didn't want them, and she likely wouldn't get them anyway.

After a moment, she glanced up and asked, "Do you know anything about a company called Jupiter Group? Or maybe a smaller startup with that name?"

"Jupiter Group?" Sebastian frowned, thinking it over. "No, it doesn't ring a bell. Why do you ask?"

"Oh, I was just asking for fun," Felicia replied casually.

She remembered all too well. Jupiter Group had systematically devoured Fuller Group, piece by piece until nothing was left.

If she had warned Dexter and Sebastian now, they might be able to preempt Jupiter's rise and avert the family's financial ruin. However, she had no intention of doing so.

Her mind flashed back to the

humiliation and rejection she had endured in her past life. She could still hear her parents' cold words after casting her out of the house. They told her, "I wish we'd never found you in the first place."

Her lips tightened, and she averted her gaze.

Sebastian didn't press the matter. His phone rang, and as he prepared to take the call, he turned to her with a smile. "Get some rest. I'll take you to the conference tomorrow

"Goodnight, Sebastian."

...

As Felicia left his room, she caught sight of a maid hurriedly turning away. The woman busied herself with dusting a painting on the wall, her movements stiff and unnatural.

Felicia's lips curved into a knowing smile. "Mina, how was the second round? Have you heard enough for tonight?"

Mina froze, her face pale. Stammering, she replied, "Ms. Felicia, I-What are you talking about? I wasn't eavesdropping. I was just cleaning, that's all."NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

"Cleaning at 11:00 pm?" Felicia tilted her head toward the clock on the wall.

Mina's eyes darted nervously, her words faltering.

Felicia didn't push further. With a faint smirk, she turned and walked away.

Behind her Mina exhaled shakily, a look of retjef and indignation crossing her face. With a subtle curl of her lip, she muttered under her breath, not bothering to hide her disdain.