Return of the Crowned Heiress (Felicia)

The village had street lamps, but the light barely pierced the thick darkness of the night.

The dim light, especially at the alley entrance, cast a long shadow of Arnold on the ground. It made him appear tall and prominent.

Olivia felt a flush on her face. Arnold was exceptionally good-looking, his demeanor exuding elegance and charm. He looked like a nobleman, refined and graceful.

They were all from the same circle of friends. If not for her friendship with Kayla and knowing that Arnold cared for her, Olivia might have even considered pursuing him herself.

With a hint of anticipation, she asked, "Mr. Lawson, you saw what happened just now. I'm about to go find Felicia to settle the score. Are you planning to join us?"

However, Arnold shook his head.

Olivia's face showed confusion, and a bad premonition crept in.

Sure enough, Arnold shifted his gaze to her. His voice was cold as he said something completely unlike him, "I saw what happened just now, so I don't agree with you causing trouble for Felicia."

Did the sun rise from the west today?

Was Arnold actually speaking up for Felicia?

Olivia nearly choked with anger, feeling both aggrieved and furious. "Felicia attacked me first! Mr. Lawson, you were present. You saw it! Felicia is a lunatic. She threatened me with red-hot fire tongs! I'm the victim here, and you're actually siding with her?" "I'm not siding with her," Arnold replied flatly. "I'm just stating the facts."

Then, he added, "Moreover, you provoked her by taking photos first."

So, her claims of being a victim were invalid.

When Olivia heard this, she became even more aggrieved and shouted, "I was just taking a few photos! It's not like committed murder or anything! Is that a crime?"

Arnold's words were sharp. "What were you taking photos for? To mock the poor you look down on? Or to engage in online bullying?"

Words like knives could kill without bloodshed, but the perpetrators could defend themselves with simple words like, "I was just joking. I didn't mean any harm".

Olivia felt exposed, her face turning

red with embarrassment. "Mr. Lawson, whose side are you on? How can you speak up for Felicia? If the person being humiliated today had been Kayla, would you still say the same?"

Arnold looked at her curiously and said calmly, "First, I'm addressing the issue, not the person. "Second, you're not Kayla. Third, Kayla is kinder than you. She wouldn't do something like this."

Olivia was incredulous. So, in Arnold's eyes, Kayla was pure and innocent, incapable of any wrongdoing against Felicia.

"If Kayla were truly that clean and innocent, why do you think I'd help her?" Olivia, agitated, began to speak without thinking.

"And Mr. Lawson, aren't you the

master of manipulating public

opinion? Don't forget how you spread Felicia's information on the school-forum, fanning the flames to get the whole college to ostracize her You were ungrateful after I tried techelp you, and now, you're

backstabbing me?"

With a cold laugh, Olivia declared, "Fine! You're all saints, huh? And I'm the only bad one, right? Well, I'm not going to play along!"

After saying that, she turned to leave.

The lackeys who had come with her exchanged glances before quickly backing away. They noticed that Arnold's expression had turned quite dark.