Return of the Crowned Heiress

The man who had interjected was none other than Mike.

Arnold had a complex expression upon seeing him.

Given they were just seven years apart in age, they were often compared in abilities, upbringing, and in every possible way.

Over the years, the comment Arnold heard the most was that he would never have been the heir to the Lawson family if Mike hadn’t refused to manage the family business.

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He took a deep breath and questioned in a sarcastic tone, “Uncle Mike, how is it any of your business when I’m disciplining my fiancée?”

Mike ignored him and turned to Felicia instead. He asked, “Would you like me to beat him up for you?”

Felicia blinked in surprise. She had heard those exact words in her past life.

Back then, Arnold had gone mad over Kayla and directed all his rage toward her. He had smashed everything around her and eventually raised his hand to slap her.

Mike had been the one who had stopped Arnold in time and turned to her with the same tone and smile. asking, “Would you like me to beat him up for you?”

Felicia snapped out of her thoughts and replied. “You should let him go, or I won’t get my chance.”

To do what? Mike released Arnold though he was puzzled.

Felicia didn’t hesitate to throw a punch that landed squarely on Arnold’s left cheek.

This punch was a response to his earlier words “How is it any of your business when I’m disciplining my fiancée?”

He surely deserved a beating for his arrogance.

Arnold winced in pain and turned his face to the side. When he turned back, his eyes were burning with fury, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.

Felicia threw another punch before he could react. Though he was prepared and attempted to retaliate, he couldn’t compare to her combat skills in close quarters.

Her second punch landed solidly on the same side of his face. This punch was a response to the hand he had raised earlier.

The last person who had tried to lay a hand on her was still lying in the hospital.

Felicia flexed her wrist. There was an obvious contempt in her tone. “Next time you want to hit someone, you should gauge your skills. Consider these two punches a lesson learned. No need to thank me.”

Felicia” Arnold’s face darkened and nearly exploded with rage.

Félicia started wondering how she had been so insecure in her past life to have ever been interested in such garbage like Arnold.

She shook her head and decided there was no need to dwell on it.

Mike raised his brows as he watched from the side. Training for heirs was strict in the Lawson family. ‘otential heirs of the family were trained in their abilities, academics and physical combat.

Arnold was skilled, but to be taken down in just two moves by Felicia was an unbearable sight to see. Still, it was quite expected of her as a fierce fighter capable of taking on ten people by herself.

Felicia picked up her stuff, including the now crumpled check she had snatched back from Kayla. Then, she headed straight into the Lawson residence.

Mike pointed her in the right direction. “Are you here for Mr. Lawson Senior? He’s not inside; he’s in the backyard. Just head straight from here, and you’ll find him.”

“Thanks,” Felicia said. She paused after taking a few steps and turned to ask, “Why are you helping me?”

Mike clicked his tongue and raised an eyebrow. “Maybe it’s because I’m the only normal person among the Lawsons.

Matthew was stubborn and authoritarian. He refused to listen to what others had to say.

Though Arnold might appear gentle and politely educated, he was arrogant and utterly haughty.