Return of the Crowned Heiress (Felicia) novel Chapter 91

Chapter 91 

Clive had lost his appetite for food. With a dark expression on his face, he got up. “I must find out who sneaked in here!” 

Losing a poison of that type was no laughing matter. 

If the person who stole the poison were to use it with malicious intentions, it would be almost impossible for anyone to detect and avoid that potent, colorless, and odorless poison. 

Before he left the room, Clive cast a glance at Felicia and reminded her. “Licia, you need to be careful.” 

Felicia nodded. 

Clive strode out of the pharmacy. He was reminded that Roberta, who was waiting outside, had been injured when he walked past her. 

He came to a halt. “You haven’t changed the dressing for today, right? Once I’ve settled some urgent matters, you can come and look for me. I’ll help you change it.” 

“Thank you, Great–grandpa.” 

Roberta beamed. 

If it had been before, she would have been really happy to hear Clive expressing his concern, for her like this. However… It was too late now. It was all too late now. 

After Clive left, Felicia came out of the pharmacy. 

Roberta commented in a gentle voice, “Aunt Felicia, the weather’s nice today. Why don’t we head outside to the garden? I’ve baked a cake and made a few desserts. Would you like to try them?” 

Felicia stared at Roberta, trying to read the expression on her face. 

Unfortunately, nothing in particular stood out. 

Roberta looked very much like her usual self. The only thing different was that she was not smiling as much and looked a bit tired. The corners of her eyes were slightly red. 

It seemed like she might have cried just a while ago. 

Felicia took her up on the offer. “Sure!” 

She wanted to see how long Roberta was going to keep up with this act. 

Felicia closed the door to the pharmacy and followed Roberta to the garden. 

Several plates of desserts and sliced fruits were served on a stone table in the garden. There were also two glasses of freshly squeezed orange juice. 

There was a brief flash of contempt in Felicia’s eyes when she saw the two glasses of orange 

juice. 

If her prediction was right, one of the two drinks was spiked. 

Felicia fell behind slightly on purpose to see what Roberta would do. 

Roberta behaved as if she had not noticed anything and sat on the seat on the right. She naturally took the glass of orange juice to the right and placed it before her. 

Meanwhile, Felicia sat opposite her. She stared at the desserts and the remaining glass of orange juice, which Roberta moved closer to her, without touching them. 

Roberta lifted her gaze and looked in the sun’s direction. She squinted her eyes against the strong sunlight. However, she smiled faintly. “Aunt Felicia, the weather is so lovely today.” 

Felicia remained silent. 

Roberta did not seem to mind the lack of response. She went on talking as if she suddenly had the urge to share her stories. 

“When I was younger, I thought I was the happiest child in the world. My mom was always gentle to me, whereas my dad was always very caring and thoughtful. 

“One day, a woman barged into our house and claimed that my dad was her husband. She 

yanked at my mom’s hair and called her a slut and a mistress. 

“I had no idea what a mistress meant at first. It wasn’t until later on when people started calling me the daughter of a mistress and an illegitimate child… 

‘My classmates mocked and ridiculed me behind my back. Our neighbors left their rubbish in 

front of our door. 

“No matter how frequently we moved houses, people would always find us and splash paint onto our front door. They would even print photos of my mom and me on flyers and distribute