Return of the Crowned Heiress (Felicia)

Kayla's gaze lingered on Felicia throughout the day, her eyes flickering with hints of smugness and provocation.

This tactic had worked wonders on Felicia in her previous life. As someone who had longed desperately for her mother's love, she had once been crushed by the sight of Myra doting on Kayla. But that was then. Now, Felicia simply smiled, her immunity fully intact.

The night at the Fuller residence was calm and uneventful. Nothing out of the ordinary happened.

Tomorrow would be the birthday celebration for both daughters, and the Fuller family spared no expense. The preparations began at dawn, with workers from an event company arriving to transform the estate into a grand, floral paradise. Bouquets of fresh flowers filled the air with their fragrance, purple balloons swayed in the morning breeze, and the mansion's chandeliers were adorned with glittering enhancements.

The theme was unmistakable-opulence.

Kayla, accustomed to such fanfare, used the opportunity to show off.

"You probably don't know this, but all my birthdays are like this," Kayla said with a self-satisfied smile as she addressed Felicia. "Last year, for my 18th birthday, Dad even hired a few A-list celebrities to perform. It was way more extravagant than this!" Then, with a feigned air of humility, she added, "I wasn't planning on going all out this year, but since it's your first birthday with the family, we thought we'd make it a special occasion for you."

The implication was clear-Felicia was merely riding on Kayla's coattails.

Felicia didn't dignify her with a response. She walked past Kayla as if she didn't exist, heading straight for the front door.

The driver, Brody Evans, quickly brought the car around and opened the door for her. "Ms. Felicia, the car is ready."

"Thank you," Felicia said as she got in and gave him an address.

As Brody drove, he occasionally glanced at her in the rearview mirror. His curiosity got the better of him, and finally, Felicia raised her head from her phone.

"Do I have something on my face?"

Caught red-handed, Brody looked sheepish. "No, no, Ms. Felicia. I was just thinking... You and Ms. Kayla are so different, even though you're both daughters of the Fuller family."

His voice held an undercurrent of emotion. Everyone in the household-servants, drivers, and bodyguards alike—had endured Kayla's temper. Brody was no exception.

Ruben's death only deepened the heavy atmosphere. Brody couldn't shake the thought that it could've been him. The previous day's driving assignment had originally been his, but Ruben had taken his place.

Felicia glanced at him but chose not to comment.

When they arrived at her destination, she stepped out of the car and said, "You don't have to wait for me. Take some time to visit Mina at the

hospital. And please send he my regards."

Mina had yet to wake up since she fainted at the recovery site the day before. Knowing the bond between her and Ruben, Felicia felt it was the least she could do. Brody nodded. "Alright, Ms. Felicia."

Felicia turned toward where Lance and his men were waiting.NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

"Is the contract ready?" she asked.

Lance greeted her with a wide grin, his demeanor obsequious. "All set, Ms. Fuller! Please take a look."

She scanned the document quickly. Knowing Lance wouldn't dare try anything shady, she signed without hesitation.

Lance thumped his chest, beaming. "You've got my word, Ms. Fuller-the funds will be in your account within half an hour!"

"Great. You can go now." She waved him off.

He practically skipped away, his

excitement palpable. He had initially thought Felicia's promise of a lucrative deal was just talk. But holding a signed contract, his. admiration for her grew tenfold.

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As he left, he threw a few more compliments her way before disappearing around the corner.