Return of the Crowned Heiress

The news of Felicia’s kidnapping didn’t reach the Fuller family until 10:00 pm.

At first, Myra and Dexter didn’t take it too seriously. They assumed Felicia had simply gone out to have fun and lost track of time. That was why she hadn’t come home for dinner.

On top of that, Kayla wasn’t feeling well, so the couple had been busy comforting her.

It wasn’t until 10:00 pm that Myra realized Felicia still wasn’t home. She decided to call Felicia, only to discover that, as a mother, she didn’t even have her daughter’s phone number.

Guilt washed over her. Just as the feeling sank in, the maid led two men into the room.

Seeing Laurence Quinn, Dexter immediately stood up and greeted them. “Captain Quinn, what brings you here? Isn’t the team busy tonight?”

Laurence didn’t waste time on pleasantries. He reached into his briefcase, pulling out a piece of paper with a blown–up surveillance image. “Take a look. Is this your daughter?”

Myra rushed over to look. The figure on the paper was unmistakably Felicia.

“Felicia… What happened to her?” Myra’s hands and feet began trembling.

A flood of horrible scenarios filled her mind. She was terrified and frantic. “I knew it! I knew something. was wrong when she didn’t come back this late. Has something happened to her? Please, tell me!”

Laurence responded calmly, “This footage was discovered by one of our team members in charge of reviewing surveillance. You should take a look.”

As he spoke, he pulled out his phone and played the surveillance video he had saved.

The footage showed Felicia walking down the street when a van suddenly screeched to a halt in front of her. Two burly men jumped out, grabbed her from both sides and dragged her into the van..

The van sped off, disappearing from view.

Myra felt her heart sink.

Through the screen, Myra watched helplessly as her daughter was kidnapped. The impact was overwhelming, and the feeling of being unable to protect her child was crushing.

What terrified her most was that Felicia had been abducted around 5:30 pm, and now it was 10:00 pm. They hadn’t received a single call from the kidnappers after all these hours.

This likely meant the kidnappers weren’t after money. They intended to kill her.

Myra’s legs gave way, and tears streamed down her face.

Dexter supported Myra, saying, “Captain Quinn, have you checked the other surveillance along the route? No leads at all? My daughter could be in grave danger

Laurence placed a reassuring hand on Dexter’s shoulder. We’ve mobilized most of our team to track them down. We’ll notify you as soon as we have any results.”

With that, he and his team left.

Myra leaned against Dexter, clutching his shirt as she cried. “You have to think of something. What are we going to do?”

Dexter felt overwhelmed but tried to reassure her. “I’ll send people out to search for her. I’ll find our daughter, no matter what it takes.” Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Myra sobbed and said, “Who has a grudge against us? If they have a grudge, why not come after me? Why hurt my daughter?”

The couple was so caught up in their crying and comforting each other that they didn’t notice the corner of a white lace dress peeking around the staircase.

Kayla stood there eavesdropping for a while before quietly retreating to her room.

Earlier that evening, she had received a message from Melvin saying that everything had gone according to plan.

Initially, she had been anxious, unsure if Melvin’s contacts were reliable. Now, it seemed everything had worked out perfectly, as Laurence had personally come to verify the situation.

She felt a rush of satisfaction. From now on, Felicia would no longer be a thorn in her side.

A smile spread across Kayla’s face, unable to hide her glee.