Return of the Crowned Heiress (Felicia)

Lance couldn't help but feel like crying as he recalled the past few weeks' events. That night in the jungle, he had run for his life, terrified of being murdered. The darkness had enveloped him and his two subordinates, and when they stumbled into a ravine, they found themselves helplessly tied up by those bandits. They endured two days of hunger before being discovered by local villagers harvesting mushrooms, which resulted in their lives being saved.

He had only just returned to Khogend last night after spending nearly a month in the village's hospital.

All in all, it was a long story.

"Oh, Mr. Chavez, I almost died!" Lance patted his chest and vowed, "But don't worry, I haven't forgotten your orders. The first thing I did when I returned to Khogend was to deal with Felicia. She's right here in my grasp!" On the other end of the line, Melvin swallowed hard and asked, "W-What did you say?"

"I said I almost died!"

"Not that part. The last part!"

"Oh! I mean, the first thing I did when I returned to Khogend was to deal with Felicia. She's right here in my hands. Just give the word, Mr. Chavez, and I'll take her out!"

Lance was so proud of himself, but he heard a sharp explosion of sound from the other end of the phone.

"Ah! Lance, where the hell are you? I'm coming to kill you!"

"Mr. Chavez, don't be too excited! I'm at Sand Road."

Lance took Melvin's reaction as praise for himself.

11 minutes later, Melvin's sports car roared up. He practically jumped out of the car and landed a heavy blow on Lance's head.

Then, he launched a flurry of punches, yelling as he struck, "What makes you think you could lay a finger on her? Tell me this. Do you have a death wish?

"You thought you were being clever, huh? Did you think I was complimenting you, you idiot? I'm going to beat you to death!"

Melvin bounced around, delivering a thorough beating!

Bruised and battered, Lance was

completely bewildered. He protested, "Mr. Chavez, I was following your orders! Didn't you tell me to deal with Felicia? YouSaid to make it clean!"

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Hearing this, Melvin turned his head slightly to glance at Felicia. He was hoping she didn't hear what Lance said. Then, he met Felicia's eyes, which were filled with a teasing glimmer. It was as if she was asking him for his thoughts. Melvin fell silent.

Lance was beaten mercilessly.

Even the few lackeys he had brought along received a good thrashing from Melvin.

By the time it was over, Melvin's hair was disheveled, his designer clothes wrinkled, and he panted as he turned to Felicia, frantically explaining, "This was absolutely not my idea! Really!"

He raised his hand to convince her, swearing, "I swear to God, this wasn't my idea!"

Felicia certainly knew this, but it didn't stop her from pressing further. "It seems too light of a punishment to beat him up. One of my flaws is that I hold grudges." "What do you want me to do? I'll listen to you!" Melvin blurted out without thinking.

Lance and his gang widened their eyes in disbelief.

Seeing Melvin's attitude, it was as if he would agree to anything Felicia proposed, even if it meant finishing them.

Just the thought of it made Lance shudder. Remembering the murderous look in Felicia's eyes, he quickly crawled over to her, pleading, "I was wrong! Please spare my life, Ms. Fuller. I promise I won't do it again!"

Felicia kicked Lance's hand away and replied coolly, "I don't want your life. I just need you to help me with something."