Return of the Crowned Heiress (Felicia)

“Didn’t you hear that sound? The bell! It rang. Help me find it!”

Stanley fell silent, his expression strange and hesitant, as though he wanted to say something but didn’t dare to.

Felicia seemed to have realized something and stated right at Stanley. Although phrased as a question, her tone was certain. “You didn’t hear it?”

Not only did he not hear the sound, but he was also on the verge of panic. “Ma’am, the surroundings are completely quiet. There’s no sound at all.”

Indeed, there was no sound.

It was noon, and the scorching sum bore down on them mercilessly. The area was devoid of tourists or worshippers. It was so quiet that even the rustling of winds

was barely a whisper.

Felicia froze in place.

“Ma’am, are… you okay?” Noticing her increasingly pale complexion, Stanley grew nervous, Worried that she might be having a breakdown, he considered reaching out to steady her but hesitated.

“I’m fine.”

She continued forward and soon found the chapel’s abbot sitting on a cushion to the side, meditating with his eyes closed. He gave no indication of acknowledging

her arrival.

It wasn’t until she spoke that he stirred.

“Sir, pardon my intrusion, but did you happen to hear a bell ringing just now? Or do you have any bells in this chapel?”

The abbot recited a string of chants before replying slowly, “Ma’am, this chapel doesn’t have what you’re seeking,”

Felicia gave his reply some thought, then felt a wave of unease wash over her. She hadn’t mentioned that she was looking for something, yet the abbot’s words seemed to grasp her purpose as if he could read her mind.

Was this some sort of cryptic religious response or something else?

Felicia had already given up hope. Stanley hadn’t heard the bell, and she had searched everywhere without success. It seemed pointless to press further.

“Sorry to bother you.”

She stood up and got ready to leave.

As she turned around, the abbot opened his eyes. His praying came to a halt, and he watched her retreating figure. Almost imperceptibly, he shook his head.

A soft sigh escaped his lips.

On the way down the mountain, Stanley asked cautiously, “Ma’am, where to next?”

Felicia’s mood had already stabilized. Although she hadn’t found the bell, there were other avenues to explore.

Libraries or archives might hold records or descriptions related to the bells. She would have to comb through every resource she could find.

It was a monumental task, but as she glanced at Stanley, she saw the perfect helper. With such a capable person at her disposal, how could she not take advantage of it?

Patting his shoulder, Felicia said in a friendly tone, “Gather every book and piece of material related to bronze bells and send them to my house. That shouldn’t be a problem, right?”

Stanley nodded. “No problem.”

The Russell family’s subordinates were renowned for their skills and efficiency. Before Felicia even arrived home, the requested books and documents had already been delivered to her villa.

She was very pleased with the efficiency.

By the time they reached the base of the mountain, It was already evening. The setting sun cast a golden glow over the mountain, gilding the old tower at its summit and lending it an air of solemnity.

As expected of Sunset Mountain.

Felicia glanced back at the mountain briefly before shifting her focus. Once seated in the car, her phone rang again. It reminded her of the call she had ignored

earlier.

When she checked the screen, she was surprised.

The call was from Sebastian.

Ever since leaving the Fuller family and confronting Sebastian at the café, they had not been in contact. The tenuous sibling bond they once shared had been severed cleanly.

Now, seeing his name on her phone again, Felicia’s Instincts told her he was calling to accuse her of something once more. novelbin