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Return of the Crowned Heiress novel Chapter 122

Shawn would never allow Felicia to sever ties with them so easily.

Shawn made up his mind and said, "Lance, give me two days! I'll make that little brat pay me back!"

"I don't care how you raise the money. Here's my deal. If you don't pay up in two days, I'll chop off one of your fingers every day until you do!"

Lance scrutinized Shawn, his tone menacing. "If all your fingers are gone and you still can't pay, I'll have no choice but to sell off every valuable thing you have! Got it?"

"Got it! I understand!" Shawn nodded vigorously, fear etched on his face.

Over the next two days, he loitered around Felicia's college, trying to find a way in. If it weren't for the security guards blocking him, he would have rushed up to her and demanded money to pay Lance back.

As the deadline approached, Shawn was frantic, contemplating whether he could sneak over the wall into the campus. He spotted a familiar figure walking out of the campus gate just then.

It was Felicia!

When Shawn confronted her, Felicia had stepped out to buy something and was heading toward the nearby night market.

After waiting outside the college for two days, Shawn's stubble had grown out, his clothes were a mess, and he reeked of an unpleasant odor that he could hardly cover up.

Felicia wrinkled her nose and stepped back, pretending to be surprised. "What happened to you? You just got 50 million dollars, and you've spent it all in less than three months?"

Shawn was usually the type to bully the weak and fear the strong. In front of the more intimidating Lance, he was a subservient coward, nodding and bowing. He didn't dare to utter a word in protest.

But facing Felicia, an 18-year-old girl, he felt a surge of confidence. He reverted to his usual haughty demeanor.

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