Chapter 334 Maurice's men shot Felicia a look that could kill her, their fists twitching as if itching to strike. But then cthe realization. If they hurt her, whatever pain she felt would rebound back onto their boss with double the intensity. The risk wasn't worth it. They froze.
Meanwhile, Felicia dusted herself off, her clothes still soaked and dirtied from the fiasco with the crocodiles and the bear. She looked like she'd been dragged through a jungle, but somehow, her confidence radiated stronger than ever. Her gaze flicked to Maurice, his useless arms limp at his sides. She let out a soft, mocking sigh.
"Hey, Mr. Glovers, quick question," she began, her tone light but laced with mischief. "How do you plan on cleaning up after using the bathroom?" Maurice's temple twitched.
Felicia blinked innocently, then added, "Maybe try using your feet? Oh wait those don't work either, huh?" That was it.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHer smirk, combined with the over-the-top innocence in her tone, was the perfect recipe for disaster. Maurice's expression darkened, his patience snapping like a dry twig. His anger boiled beneath the surface, but his voice was eerily calm.
He asked through gritted teeth, "When did you do it?" He wasn't asking if she had done something. He was asking when.
Ever since Felicia had been dragged onto his private plane, she'd been under his constant surveillance. Her room was monitored as well. Caesar had observed every treatment session. Even her tools and materials were meticulously checked for tampering. There had been no opportunity for her to pull off something like this-or so he thought.
"Oh, from the very start," Felicia said breezily as if she were talking about the weather. "Right after I boarded your fancy little plane and laid eyes on you. That's when I got the twin venomous creature into your system." When Felicia was forced onto the private plane, she noticed the emblem of the Glovers family and immediately pieced together the identity of her captors. From that moment, she knew escaping wouldn't be easy.
At the time, Maurice couldn't have looked down on her more. He thought so little of her that he hadn't even bothered to have her searched. Why would he? To him, she was just a harmless young woman, incapable of causing him any trouble.
Even if she had been handed a knife, he was certain she couldn't lay a scratch on him.
But what Maurice hadn't counted on was just how wrong he was. The bimbo in his eyes had been carrying a pair of twin venomous creatures all along.
When Felicia revealed this, Maurice stared at her like he was seeing her elet for the first time. His usually calm and calculating gaze now carried a flicker of genuine astonishment-something not often seen in the feared head of the Glovers family.
Who would've thought the person he had dismissed as insignificant would turn out to be his greatest undoing? "I really underestimated you," he muttered, his voice carrying an edge of grudging admiration.
Felicia didn't gloat. She didn't need to. Her calm demeanor spoke volumes.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe said, her voice steady, "All I want is to go home." Her gaze locked with his, unflinching.
The implication was clear-there was no bad blood between them. It was Maurice who started all of this by kidnapping her and, later, by breaking his promise to let her go. That was what had led to the mess they were in now.
"I took your payment, so, of course, I won't ruin my own reputation. Plus, I'm someone who always keeps their word, We don't have to draget
this out. If you letgo and promise Kit to leavealone, I keep my end' of the bargain. I'll fix your légs, and we can both your away from this."
Maurice tilted his head, his expression unreadable. "So, what you're saying is, you've tied my life to no is Diedmy yours, but now, I'm supposed to just let you walk out of here while I babysit you for the rest of my life?" Felicia's lips curled into a small smile.
"Well, it sounds a bit tic when you put it like that. But yes, om essentially N'm safe, you're safe. It's n a win-win." She delivered the line so matter-of-factly that it almost sounded logical.
Maurice raised his brow again.