Return of the Crowned Heiress novel Chapter 207

By the time Kayla returned to the Fuller residence, it was already midnight. Myra and Dexter were fast asleep, but she made a deliberate commotion, waking everyone in the house.

Dexter stumbled out of his bedroom, yawning and rubbing his eyes. "What's the matter, sweetie? Who upset you this time?"

"It's the driver, Ruben!" Kayla pouted, her tone aggrieved but natural. "After I finished shopping, he didn't pick me up! His phone was off, and I had to take an Uber home!"

"What? Did he not pick you up?" Dexter's irritation flared. "He'll be fired the moment he shows up! Such behavior is unacceptable!"

Kayla nodded emphatically, playing along. "Exactly, Dad. Irresponsible drivers like him deserve to be fired. It'll teach the other drivers a lesson too!"

"Yes, you're right," Dexter commented with a fond smile. "Now, it's late. Go to bed, sweetie."

She felt a wave of relief. She had successfully distanced herself from Ruben's absence. No one would connect it to her, even if someone noticed he was missing.

Humming lightly, Kayla turned toward the stairs, her steps lighter. However, as she looked up, she froze.

Felicia was standing on the second floor, leaning casually against the railing. Her gaze was calm, yet the way she looked at Kayla had a piercing stare to it.

Kayla's heart skipped a beat. Quickly regaining her composure, she put on a sweet smile. "Oh, you're still awake, Felicia? Sorry if I woke you up."

Felicia tilted her head slightly, sniffing the air. "You reek of alcohol. What have you been up to?"

Kayla stiffened.

Dexter's gaze shifted to Kayla, his expression suspicious. "Now that you mention it, she does smell like alcohol. Kayla, you weren't drinking, were you? You know we don't allow that."

She quickly waved her hands in denial. "Of course not, Dad! I'd never. It must've been the cab I took—probably the last passenger spilled something. It was awful!"

Dexter frowned but nodded. "Alright. Go wash up and get some sleep."