The Ugly Wife’s Stunning Comeback (Felicia and Max) novel Chapter 552

It almost felt like fate. Of all days, the hotel's chandelier had to come crashing down today.

Anthony spoke up, his voice steady. “The hotel did a maintenance check right before the annual gala. Everything looked fine, except they missed the chandelier’s mounting bolts. They were old and nobody replaced them in time. Now the police are looking into it.”

Savannah frowned, suspicion coloring her tone. “So you mean this wasn’t just an accident.”

Anthony didn’t rule it out. Over the years, Roen Capital had made plenty of enemies. It wouldn’t be a stretch for someone to pull a stunt like this. No one knew if Felicia was the target or if it was meant for any of the company’s top brass. Either way, there was no way to control who would be standing underneath when it happened.

Anthony glanced at Felicia, concern flickering in his eyes. “Are you sure you’re okay?”

Felicia gave a small shake of her head, brushing off the worry. “I’m fine. Just a few scratches, nothing serious.”

“You’ve been through a lot tonight. Greg, why don’t you take her home to rest? I’ll stay here and keep an eye on things. As soon as Jeremy wakes up, I’ll call you.”

Greg nodded and turned to Felicia, ready to take her home.

Savannah urged her as well. “Go get some rest, Felicia.”

“I’ll come back in the morning,” Felicia promised.

“Good. Take care,” Savannah replied.

Greg led Felicia out of the hospital. She realized she’d left her phone at the gala, so she borrowed Greg’s to call Mason. She asked him to bring her bag to West Hill Residence.

When they pulled up to the house, Mason was already waiting at the gate.

Felicia got out of the car and Mason hurried over, holding her purse. “Ms. Ross, are you alright?” His worry was obvious.

Felicia managed a tired smile. “I’m fine, Mason.”

He looked relieved, but still asked, “What about Mr. Milman?”

“He’s stable. Thank you for asking.”

After a few more words, Felicia followed Greg inside.

Luke entered first. He spotted Felicia coming down the stairs, looking a little tired but otherwise okay. He hurried over to her without hesitation. “Felicia, are you alright?”

Felicia looked away from Max and Darin, focusing on Luke. “I’m fine, really.”

Luke’s brows drew together. “What happened? Didn’t the hotel check everything beforehand?”

“We’re still not sure,” Felicia answered. “The police are investigating.”

Luke let out a sigh. “I’m just glad you’re safe. Has Jeremy woken up yet?”

Felicia shook her head. “Anthony hasn’t called, so I guess Jeremy’s still out. But the doctor said he’ll be okay. He should wake up by tomorrow.”

Max stepped closer, his eyes flicking down to her feet. “Did you hurt your ankle?”

Felicia had twisted it, but after getting it checked at the hospital, it barely hurt anymore. As long as she was careful, nobody would notice she was favoring one foot.