Chapter 653

Maurice's words sounded like a promise. Felicia was stunned and thought she misheard. Especially since Maurice now had an unreadable look in his eyes. But the next second, he smiled. The corners of his lips curled into an ambiguous smirk as if the promise had been nothing more than a joke. He slipped back into his usual unpredictable demeanor, masking any sincerity he might have had. Felicia actually felt relieved. So, he wasn't sick? That was good. Leaning on Scarlet for support, she got into the car without sparing Maurice another glance. It was clear she was drawing a boundary. They had never been close. And they had a score to settle on top of that. Being strangers was the best for both of them. Before long, the car disappeared into the winding mountain road, fading from bright beacons to dim fireflies until they vanished completely. Only then did Maurice retract his gaze. His men, who had gone in pursuit, returned one after another. They reported in hushed voices, "Mr. Gl