Return of the Crowned Heiress novel Chapter 304

Felicia's audacity to taunt Maurice stunned his men.

But instead of getting angry, Maurice burst into laughter. He smacked the armrests of his wheelchair, his deep chuckles vibrating through his chest.

When he finally calmed down, he looked at Felicia with a sly smile and said, "I'll give it to you—you're definitely not like other women. No wonder you caught Stephan's eye."

In a flash, the pieces fell into place before she spoke up. Felicia's mind raced, and she figured out who he was.

The only one bold enough to abduct her in broad daylight, speak of Stephan with such hostility, and fly her straight toward Ablil was no other than Maurice—the tyrant of Ablil. People also called him a mad dog.

Felicia's stomach churned, but she forced herself to stay composed. At least she'd had the foresight to send Carmen running before she got caught. Only God knew what this lunatic would've done if Carmen had been there too.

Maurice studied her face, watching her expressions shift and change. His smile deepened. "Judging by that look on your face, I would say you've figured out who I am."

"Nope. I've never heard of you."

Felicia refused to give him satisfaction. Even if she knew exactly who he was, she wasn't about to let him gloat. Denial would irritate him even more.

Maurice wasn't fazed. Instead, he leaned back and said lazily, "How about I give you a chance?"

Felicia stayed silent, waiting for him to continue.

"You're my hostage now. If you want to live, why not let Stephan come save you?"

He tossed a communicator onto the seat in front of her, smirking. "Call him. Video, voice, whatever you want. Say anything you think will make him drop everything and walk straight into my trap. If you can pull that off, I'll let you go. I promise."

Maurice raised an eyebrow, a sly chuckle escaping him like he had a sarcastic remark about lovebirds on the tip of his tongue.

But Felicia cut him off. "Listen, I’ve always been the kind of person who handles things myself. Relying on someone else? Not my thing."