For the next half month, Felicia had quite a comfortable life.
She attended classes as usual, read in the library, and occasionally visited the medical center to treat patients. No one bothered her, and she was making a nice profit from her work.
During this time, she hadn’t returned to the Fuller family at all.
After the engagement banquet, Matthew had fallen ill due to his anger, and it was said he still hadn’t recovered.
Kayla had also been brought back to the Fuller residence.
On the day of the engagement banquet, after cutting her wrist in a moment of despair, Arnold had rushed to the hospital with her just in time to save her life. It might have been too late if he arrived 30 minutes later. At that time, Dexter and Myra had received the photo of Kayla’s cut wrist along with her last words.
They hurried from the banquet to the hospital, and Sebastian worried about them, so he drove alongside.
The three of them ran into Arnold at the entrance, who was carrying Kayla in his arms, and together they rushed to the hospital.
That night, Dexter used his connections to clear the roads, ensuring their uninterrupted passage as other vehicles made their way.
With the pedal to the metal, they arrived at the hospital, and Kayla was treated for seven days before being sent back home to recuperate.
Naturally, all her previous misdeeds were forgiven in light of her situation. Myra felt a pang of sympathy for her daughter and wouldn’t actually consider sending her away.
This was exactly what Felicia had anticipated, so it didn’t come to her as a surprise.
Dexter, Myra, and Sebastian had shifted their focus entirely to Kayla during this time. They had not once thought about Felicia in the past month.
It was perfect. She could enjoy her peace and quiet.
One day, as Felicia was leaving school to head to the medical center, a van screeched to a halt in front of her, its brakes squealing loudly.
She wanted to take a closer look because she thought the van looked familiar.
Before she could think further, several men jumped out of the van, quickly surrounding her.
The last person to emerge limped toward her, a sinister smile spreading across his face.
“Are you surprised to see me? I’m back!”
So it was Lance.
He was the one who had tried to abduct Felicia before, and just when it seemed like she was about to stab them, they coincidentally ran into a gang of international fugitives. Those criminals had taken them hostage, and during the commotion, Lance had received a knife wound to his foot due to his continuous chatter.
Later, Stephan rescued Felicia while Lance and his crew fled. However, during their escape, Lance’s wound became infected.
In short, he had survived but was now limping.
He naturally blamed Felicia for this.
Thus, when he came back to Khogend, the first thing he did was return for revenge, eager to make Felicia pay.
Felicia raised an eyebrow, feigning sympathy. “You just got back to Khogend, and you think you can come looking for me without knowing what’s going on?”
Lance sneered, “I may have just
returned, but that has nothing to do with confronting you. Ms. Fuller, don’t think you can intimidate me Let’s settle our scores today, and I’m determined to end you today!”
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“That does matter, of course,” Felicia replied casually. “Even if Melvin were standing in front of me right now, he would have to show me some respect. What do you think you are?” Upon hearing this, Lance burst into laughter. “What a braggart!
“Last I checked, the one who called me to say he wanted to kill me was none other than Melvin Chavez. Do you think he’d show you respect? What a load of nonsense!”
After laughing, Lance pulled out his
phone, still looking arrogant. “But thanks for the reminder. Before I take care of you, I need to inform Mr. Chavez. If he’s pleased about it he’ll offer me even more rewards
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Felicia remained calm and collected. “Do as you wish. Just don’t cry after getting off the phone with him.”
As they were speaking, Melvin’s
voice came through after a few
beeps from the phone. He spoke in an uncertain tone, “Lance? Wow, you’re still alive! Where the hell have you been this whole time?”
“Hey, Mr. Chavez!”