NovelEnglishChapter 224 Sebastian sighed, clearly frustrated. "I thought you liked swans?" "Well, I don't like them anymore!" Kayla replied, her tone confident and unapologetic. Her animated expression added a playful charm, making her bratty behavior oddly endearing rather than annoying.
To Sebastian, the necklaces were just necklaces-the only difference was the pendants. He wasn't about to cause a scene in front of everyone, let alone argue with his sister. He turned to Felicia instead and asked, "Do you like it? If not, I'll get you the sone tomorrow." Felicia gave a faint smile.
When she was little, she once found an old doll that a kid from her village had thrown away. She carefully cleaned it, sewed up the tears, and even made it a little dress. It wasn't much, but it was hers-something she treasured. One day, a relative cto visit with their child. The kid saw her doll and demanded to have it. Before Felicia could react, her foster mother, Tabitha, snatched it out of her hands and gave it away without a second thought. People who had everything would never understand how much those with nothing cherished what little they had.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIt was even harder to explain how it felt when those small treasures were taken away over and over again. Felicia looked up at Sebastian, meeting his gaze. "It's fine, Sebastian," she said softly.
She didn't need the necklace, and she didn't want it either.
Felicia didn't seem angry, but Sebastian could sense something change. The fragile warmth she had started to show toward him froze over again, replaced by the swall of indifference she had built before. Not long after, Arnold arrived with two beautifully wrapped gifts. Felicia barely acknowledged him and just sat quietly to the side, her expression unreadable.
Meanwhile, Kayla was thriving, soaking up the attention of her friends and admirers. Every now and then, she glanced at Felicia. She would clench her jaw as she silently cursed Shawn for failing her yet again. However, everything else was going according to plan. Kayla was the center of attention, basking in the spotlight on her glamorous 19th birthday.
Amid the cheers and applause, a stunningly beautiful cake was wheeled out into the center of the room. Layer by layer, it towered high. There were 12 layers in total. Every step was taken with extrcaution to ensure nothing went wrong.
"Wow, what a huge cake! It's gorgeous!" a voice rang out from the crowd.
"Make a wish! Con, Ms. Kayla-our little princess-tto make a wish!" A group of cheerful friends hyped up the moment while a few strategically nudged Arnold closer to Kayla. Kayla beamed as she linked her arm through Arnold's, holding him in place. "Arnie, make a wish with me! Con, let's do it together!" Arnold tried to pull his arm back, but the crowd left him no escape. Reluctantly, he stayed where he was, his discomfort hidden behind a polite smile.
Kayla pressed her palms together, closed her eyes, and leaned into the moment. The attention, the admiration, the envy in the room-it all fueled her confidence as she silently made her wish.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe wished to inherit the Fuller family's fortune and have Arnold belong to her forever. She also wanted Felicia gone. While she was still making her long list of wishes, the sudden sound of the doors slamming open echoed through the hall, shattering the festive atmosphere.
Before anyone could react, a flood of reporters poured into the hall, cameras flashing and questions flying. Leading the pack was none other than Mina, who should have been recovering in the hospital.
Mina held a memory card high in her hand as she strode into the hall, Her eyes scanned the stunned faces before locking onto Kayla with a look of pure hatred.
Her voice rang out, sharp and accusing, "The woman standing in front of you, Kayla, is a murderer!" Mina's words sent shockwaves through the hall.
"My husband, Ruben, was her driver," Mina continued, her voice trembling with rage. "He caught her hiring a hitman and paid for it with his life. She had him killed and dumped his body in the river!" She held the memory card higher for everyone to see.
"And I have the proof right here the evidence of her crimes!"
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