Return of the Crowned Heiress (Felicia) novel Chapter 545

Stanley's recounting was thorough, his tone fluctuating but unbiased. He neither exaggerated nor omitted details, relaying the events completely.

After hearing everything, Stephan furrowed his brows. "Imogen, you've misunderstood. I kept things from you because I didn't want you to worry. Besides, the real culprit behind Archie's death isn't the Fuller family. I'm close to uncovering who it is. Just wait a little longer."

"Wait?" Imogen laughed angrily. "After everything, you're still lying to me? For the sake of the Fuller family—for the sake of Felicia—you're ready to abandon your own blood relatives?"

She sneered, "Fine! If that's the case, then make a choice. Either I die in front of you, or you order the extermination of the Fuller family and kill Felicia!"

No one expected Imogen's anger to reach this level. She suddenly drew a knife and held it to her own neck.

Her emotions were so intense that her motion carried enough force, which immediately drew a red line across her neck. The red was a stark contrast against her fair skin.

Stephan's expression changed dramatically. "Imogen, put it down!"

No one expected things to escalate this much so suddenly. Stanley, Andy, and all the Russell family members were all frozen in shock.

Stanley, reacting quickly, intended to take advantage of Imogen's blindness and stealthily subdue her and snatch the knife away. But Imogen, knowing them all too well, immediately shouted, "Don't come near me! Take one more step, and I'll kill myself right here!"

Stanley halted instantly, terrified.

The sight of a pregnant woman with a knife in her hand and threatening to take her own life was horrifying enough. But adding to the tension was Imogen's notoriously stubborn personality. Despite her usual gentle demeanor, the Russell family's inherent streak of madness ran deep in her veins.

Now, in her emotional frenzy, she seemed fully capable of harming herself.

"It's either my life or hers. Choose!" Imogen pressed the knife against her neck, her cold smile unwavering.

This shocking scene left everyone reeling—except for Johanna.

She wasn't surprised at all. After all, it had been her idea. Even the knife Imogen now wielded was one Johanna had discreetly handed her.

Before the helicopter landed, Johanna had whispered to Imogen, "Imogen, I dreamed of my brother last night. He told me to take good care of you and the child… It pains me so much that our enemy is right before us, yet we can't avenge him!"