Return of the Crowned Heiress (Felicia)

Arnold didn't even glance at Olivia and ignored her entirely as he walked toward a nearby house. Just a moment ago, he had seen Felicia enter that yard. He still needed to settle the score for that kick! Felicia added a few more twigs to the fire, which blazed brightly as the small river fish sizzled in the hot oil, filling the air with a delicious aroma.

Felicia couldn't help but exclaim and lick her lips in anticipation.

Macey smiled and asked, "Licia, you must be hungry! Is there anything outside that can compare to the fish filets I fry up?"

Felicia, eager to Macey, replied, "Of course not! Nana, you don't know how much I miss your cooking, especially these fish filets that even have the neighbor's kids drooling!"

"Alright, tonight I'll make you a few special dishes! But the ingredients are limited. You should've told me earlier so that I could've bought some meat..."

Just as Felicia was about to respond, she sensed a shadow looming at the door. Looking up, she met Arnold's dark eyes.

Felicia frowned, her discomfort and rejection clear on her face. "What are you doing here?"

Arnold swallowed, his gaze flickering. He had initially intended to confront Felicia and settle scores, but upon arrival, he saw her sitting on a small stool and tending to the fire. It was a down-to-earth scene that was in stark contrast to her usual aloof demeanor. It caught him off guard, leaving him almost speechless.

Macey also noticed Arnold and sensed the tension in the air. But she clearly misunderstood as she asked with a smile, "Licia, is this your friend? Since a guest is here, you should invite him to take a seat and have dinner together!"

Felicia wanted to refuse immediately, but Arnold beat her to it and responded, "Thank you very much."

Felicia was speechless.

She thought inwardly, "What is this idiot doing? Is he deliberately trying to annoy me?"

Arnold caught Felicia's displeasure in his eyes. While his smile might appear polite, it hinted at triumph. Felicia scoffed.

Just then, another figure entered-it was Olivia.

Upon seeing the scene inside, Olivia clucked her tongue in disdain and mockery, "Felicia, I heard you were taken back to the Fuller family after growing up in the countryside. Is this your home? It's really destitute! Just look around; everything is a mess.

"The toilet in my house is bigger than this place. Even a dog wouldn't live here!"

Olivia's family ran the second-largest catering mogul in Khogend. While she usually didn't flaunt her wealth back in Khogend, her superiority complex flourished in this place that

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Her words dripped with malice.

Felicia's expression darkened. "Get the hell out of here."

"Oh, so you don't allow people to speak? Do you think I want to bean a place like this? What a joke!" After deriding Felicia, Olivia suddenly had an idea. She raised her phone and snapped a photo of Felicia

"I'm going to post this in the school group chat to show how our little country bumpkin struggles to start a fire!"

As if that wasn't enough, Olivia turned her camera toward Macey.