Chapter 315
On the day Felicia was taken, My
hadn’t seen what happened at the foot of the mountain.
Afterward, the news of Clive’s passing had consumed all her attention.
So now, the person outside claiming to be Felicia’s friend and demanding to see the Fullers could only be Carmen. It had to be her.
After all, who else would care about Felicia’s fate?
They were each other’s only true friend.
A faint glimmer of mockery flashed in Kayla’s eyes as she said, feigning nonchalance, ” Grandpa’s passing is such a big event, yet my sister hasn’t shown up? Instead, she sends her friend to cause a scene? How inconsiderate of her…”
At this, Myra’s expression darkened, her hands clenching into fists. Felicia’s words from the mountain that day when she’d severed ties with her replayed in her mind.
What an ungrateful wrench.
Glaring at the servant, Myra snapped, “Get rid of her. Make sure she leaves, and don’t let her disturb the family.”
“Yes, Mrs. Fuller.”
The maid moved to carry out the order, but Carmen refused to leave. She guards and maids, desperately trying to force her way inside.
fought against the
In the end, she was driven out, pushed past the gates and onto the ground.
Standing outside the high estate walls, Carmen screamed, her voice raw with anger and desperation.
“Mr. Fuller! Mrs. Fuller! I’m Felicia’s friend! She’s been kidnapped–she’s been missing for three days!”
Her cries echoed in the air, but the thick walls muffled the sound. It couldn’t reach anyone inside.
Carmen’s voice grew hoarse, her throat raw from shouting.
Finally, the gates opened.
A flicker of hope lit up in her eyes, only to be extinguished the moment Kayla emerged instead of the Fuller couple.
The disappointment hit like a wave.
Of course, Kayla had heard Carmen’s shouting, especially the part about Felicia being
kidnapped and missing for three days.
Three days without a trace. The odds of Felicia still being alive were slim to none.
Kayla’s heart swelled with satisfaction. Whoever had taken Felicia had done her a huge favor, removing the biggest thorn in her side.
Smiling faintly, Kayla said, “My mother won’t see you. If you have something to say, you can tell me, and I’ll pass it along.
Carmen glared at Kayla, her voice cold. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?”
Feigning innocence, Kayla blinked. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“There’s not a single decent person among the Fullers!” Carmen spat, turning on her heel to leave.
If no one else was willing to save Felicia, she would have to do it herself.
After Carmen left, Kayla hid her triumphant smirk and returned to Myra’s side.
“Mom, the person outside was indeed my sister’s friend,” she said, her
ice soft and tinged with pity. “It’s the same woman you saw on the mountaintop. Her name is Carmen, and I heard she’s involved in… questionable work. I really don’t understand why my sister associates with people like that.”
She sighed, shaking her head as if it pained her to even think about it.
Myra’s face darkened further. Her impression of Carmen had been poor when they met at the mountain, and Kayla’s comments only reinforced her disdain.
“What did she want to speak to me and your father about?” Myra asked sharply.
“Well…” Kayla hesitated, pretending to struggle with her words.
“Speak,” Myra demanded, her tone icy.
Kayla carefully omitted most of what Carmen had said, finally settling on a single line. “She said… no one in the Fuller family is decent…”
