Return of the Crowned Heiress (Felicia)

Felicia feigned just the right amount of surprise and concern before suggesting, "In that case, why don't we head to the scene, Sebastian?"

The rescue team was hard at work at the beach near Cedar Street. A crane loomed over the water, its engine humming loudly as a crowd of onlookers gathered outside the police tape, some genuinely concerned, others merely curious. As Felicia stepped out of the car, the rescue team's shouts rang out.

"We've located the vehicle! We're confirming the position!"

"Divers, secure the car underwater! Crane team, be on standby!"

"Three, two, one-crane, lift!"

The crane lifted the submerged Rolls-Royce from the river with a mechanical groan. Water poured from every crevice, and the license plate confirmed it was indeed the Fuller family's missing car. Sebastian, standing beside Felicia, frowned and instinctively blocked her view. "Alright, that's enough. You shouldn't be looking at something like this. It's not for the faint of heart."

"If I were faint-hearted, I wouldn't have come," she replied, gently brushing his hand aside. Her eyes remained fixed on the scene.

As the waterlogged vehicle was lowered onto solid ground, the shadowy figure of the driver in the front seat became visible. Mina, who had been waiting anxiously nearby, broke down completely the moment she saw the lifeless form inside the car. "Ruben! Ruben!"

Sobbing uncontrollably, she shoved her way toward the vehicle, but officers held her back firmly.

"Madam, please stay calm. The forensic team will be here shortly to examine the scene. We can't disturb the evidence before they've completed their work," one officer explained, his voice steady but firm.

Mina's wails escalated into hysterical screams. The sight of Ruben's lifeless body drained the last shred of strength from her. She clutched her chest, gasping for air, before collapsing backward.

"Is the ambulance here yet? Quickly, get her on a stretcher!"

Several officers worked together to lift Mina onto a stretcher and rushed her to the waiting ambulance.

Felicia turned away from the chaotic scene. "Let's go home, Sebastian." Sebastian nodded. "Yeah. Good idea."

By the time they returned to the Fuller residence, it was well pasto 1:00 pm. The maids, learning that neither sibling had eaten, quickly reheated the dishes and brought them to the dining table.

However, as Sebastian sat down and glanced at the spread of food, his face turned pale. The image of Ruben's lifeless body flashed in his mind, and he bolted for the restroom, shocking the maids.

swnove?

Felicia shook her head. "Prepare some plain noodle soup instead. Keep it light."

"Alright, Ms. Felicia," the maid said, hastily clearing the table and heading to the kitchen.

A while later, Sebastian returned to the dining room, his complexion still wan. Felicia handed him a small glass bottle. "Smell this," she said.

He held it under his nose, and the soothing scent of mint wafted over him, easing the nausea. Gradually, his color returned.

Feeling slightly embarrassed, he gave her an awkward smile. "Do you think I'm weak, Felicia? Getting sick over something like this?"

Felicia shook her head. "It's not

about weakness. Some people just have a physiological response to seeing things like that-it's a natural reaction, nothing to be ashamed of." Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

She thought inwardly, "Honestly, it's better this way. If everyone could stay as calm as Kayla, who doesn't even flinch when taking a life, that would be terrifying." By mid-afternoon, Dexter and Myra returned home after hearing about the incident.