Return of the Crowned Heiress (Felicia)

No one had asked if Felicia even had money to stay at a hotel.

Felicia curved her lips into a mischievous smile. "Not a hotel-a man's house. He was kind enough to take me in, and honestly, I've been quite comfortable there." Sebastian fell silent.

His eyes flared with anger, his protective instincts kicking in. "You're a young woman! How could you possibly stay at some stranger's house? That's completely inappropriate! I'll book you a hotel right now, and you're not-" "Sebastian Fuller," Felicia interrupted, her voice sharp and unwavering as she called him by his full name. "There's no longer any relationship between me and your family. What I do with my life is none of your business."

Sebastian froze, stunned by her words. She had always called him "Sebastian". Hearing her strip away that familiarity cut deep, but he tried to reason with her.

"Mom only hit you because she was upset. Everything she said was in the heat of the moment. Don't take it to heart!" he urged.

"And what if I do?" Felicia's eyes glinted coldly. "Do you think I'll just come running back whenever it suits you? Called in when needed and cast aside just as easily?"

Her gaze was icy, and her tone cut straight to the point. "Let's not waste time, Sebastian. You didn't ask me here to reconcile, did you? What do you want?"

Sebastian hesitated, but Felicia continued, her voice calm and unyielding. "You want to know why I advised Mina, don't you? Why did I let this mess spiral out of control, causing the Fuller family to lose their reputation and tank the shares? Am I right?" Sebastian said nothing, so she answered him, "I'm not the one who caused this disaster. It's Kayla, the murderer, and your parents who chose to shield her."

Felicia's voice remained steady, each word hitting like a hammer.

"Every decision, every misstep-they made those choices. Not me."

Sebastian was at a loss for words. Felicia's logic was airtight, leaving no room for rebuttal.

Sebastian looked at Felicia as if she were a stranger. The way she spoke and the cold precision of her words unsettled him. Finally, he asked, "Was Ruben's death your doing?"

Mina had said the video came from Felicia. Had she orchestrated everything from the start?

"No," Felicia replied plainly. "I had nothing to do with his death. But I won't deny that when I learned the truth, I saw an opportunity. I devised a plan to use Mina to expose Kayla and to make sure the world saw her for who she truly is."

Her honesty was chilling.

"I'm not a good person, Sebastian," Felicia admitted, her tone devoid of remorse. "I'm cold, calculating, and willing to do whatever it takes to achieve my goals. I wanted Kayla to face

Consequences of her

I wanted her ruined, her reputation destroyed."

Her words hung in the air, stark and unforgiving.

Sebastian's hands clenched into fists, the veins on the back of his hands bulging. For a moment, it

seemed like he might hurl the eThis is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

in front of him at her, but he

restrained himself. Instead, he spat out through gritted teeth, "I thought you were kind. I thought you were innocent. But you're just

manipulative and coldhearted. And frankly? You're not that likable

either."

With that, Sebastian stood and walked away, his retreating figure radiating disappointment.

Felicia watched him go, her expression unreadable.

She had seen this coming. To Sebastian, the ideal sister was supposed to be gentle, kind, and unblemished. She was supposed to be tough when needed but never ruthless or cunning.

By revealing her true self, Felicia had shattered that illusion. Sebastian now saw her as vindictive and calculating, far from the image of a perfect sister he had built in his mind. Felicia let out a small, bitter laugh as his figure disappeared through the door.

"Go on, leave. Everyone does eventually..." She whispered to herself, her voice tinged with self-mockery. "After all, I've always been alone."