Return of the Crowned Heiress (Felicia)

The woman looked around, her shifty eyes filled with panic

“Hey! What are you doing? Pat my daughter down! Give my daughter back to mel”

Myra’s heart was gripped by an uncontrollabile panic as she screamed and lunged forward.

But this was only a dream, a replay of events like an old movie. She couldn’t do anything except watch helplessly as everything unfolded.

No one could see her nor hear the heartbroken cries of a mother.

Myra could only stand there, powerless, as her daughter–whom she had birthed through immense pain and effort was taken away right before her eyes. She watched as her baby girl was switched with another a thin, tan, and frail infant.

“Both of them bear the Fuller last name, Why should my daughter be born with such a lowly late while someone else’s daughter is destined to be the heiress of the richest family in Khogend, born with a silver spoon in her mouth?” the man said.

“They’re rich, aren’t they? I heard they’re the wealthiest couple in Khogend! With that much money, they’ll surely raise my daughter well. As repayment, I’ll make sure to raise their little princess,” the woman responded.

“Don’t worry, dear. No one will find out.”

“Just think about it. A pampered little heiress reduced to being our servant. When she grows up, we’ll sell her off for a few thousand bucks to be some man’s bride. Why does that make me so happy?”

Their conversation, filled with malice and arrogance, echoed in Myra’s ears like a curse.

Hearing these words, Myra felt her mind being blown.

It wasn’t an accident. There was no mistake. From the very beginning, it had all been a carefully planned scheme.

Myra recognized the couple in front of her. They were the despicable Howell and Tabitha!

She wasn’t acquainted with then, nor had she ever interacted with them. Yet, in their eyes, her wealthy background had made her a target of their

That was a newborn child, not a commodity or a toy! But to them, her baby was worth less than livestock.

“You’re worse than animals! You vile monsters! Give my daughter back! Give her back to me!” she roared and screamed, point

her

anguish reaching a breaking

What shattered her even further was that in this dream, neither she nor Dexter realized their daughter had been switched. She recalled the compliments she had overheard after waking up, jokingly recounting them to Dexter at the time. “I heard the nurse say our daughter was beautiful when I gave birth. But look at this little monkey. Where’s the beauty in this baby?”

“Nonsense! Our daughter is adorable!” Dexter had retorted, “Her eyebrows and eyes look like mine, her mouth like yours. Just wait until she grows up. Our daughter will only get prettier!”

He gently rocked the baby in the cradle, speaking softly, “Isn’t that right? You’re daddy’s little princess, the Fuller family’s beloved treasure.” Watching this scene

unfold, watching the Fuller couple raise Kayla as their own, Myra felt as if she could vomit blood right there and then! “She’s not your daughter! She’s not! She’s a heartless ingrate, just like her biological parents! No matter how much you love and cherish her, she’ll repay you with cruelty and treachery!”

Alas, no matter how loudly she shouted, this was only a replay of the past.

The truth from 20 years ago was laid bare before her, exposed noveldrama

nauer so cruel it felt like a blade slicing through her heart.

What hurt even more was witnessing her biological daughter being taken away by Howell and Tabitha!

Myra didn’t dare follow them. She didn’t want to see what would happen. But she couldn’t stop herself, and from an omniscient perspective within the dream, she watched as Howell and Tabitha treated her daughter worse than an antinal,

When Felicia was little, the two still cared about the opinions of their neighbors. They fed her just enough to keep her alive until she turned three. As time went a

an, the couple’s reputation grew worse. They became Infamous for | any sense of mordity.

petty

theft, scams, and shameless behavior, completely disregarding