Return of the Crowned Heiress

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Arnold, who had been dragged to the party by Matthew, looked confused.

Surprise? When did he prepare a surprise for Kayla?

However, recalling that Kayla had asked him for a gift a while back, he figured it was about that. Smiling, he said, "I'm glad you like it."

When he confirmed her speculation, Kayla beamed at him, her eyes sparkling like stars. Just then, Matthew cleared his throat, interrupting their gaze, and strode into the house. Arnold hurried to catch up.

In her joy, Kayla didn't notice that Matthew hadn't even bothered to glance at her. After he entered, another car pulled up.

Seeing who it was, Kayla shouted excitedly, "Grandpa!"

It was none other than Clive Walsh, Myra's father. He was the top national physician and founder of the famous Harmony Medical Center.

Clive and Myra had once been so estranged they nearly severed their father-daughter relationship. Even after Myra relented and conceded, Clive had ignored her, and he hadn't visited in years. Hence, his appearance was unprecedented. "Hello, Grandpa!"

"Hello," Clive replied somewhat perfunctorily, then strode inside without further pleasantries.

Kayla was puzzled but didn't think much of it. She quickly followed him into the mansion.

Inside the mansion, guests were gathered under the twinkling lights. Soothing music flowed through the hall, creating a perfectly lively atmosphere.

At that moment, Felicia came down from upstairs. Under the bright lights, the sound of her heels echoed on the spiral staircase, drawing everyone's attention instantly.

As they looked up, they saw a young woman in a pale purple gown descending gracefully, exuding an air of ethereal beauty, like a goddess looking down upon the crowd. With her appearance, gasps of astonishment and admiration spread through the guests.

I thought they said she was just a country bumpkin! How can she be-" How could she be so stunning and full of

the designer's masterpiece, highlighting her collarbone and her delicate waist. As she walked, the handcrafted petals on her skirt danced

shade from her long lashes, while her bright, clear eyes sparkled with an enchanting

and jealousy, Felicia

Felicia Fuller. She's my biological daughter. Years ago, due to an accident, we lost her, but thankfully, it's not too late-my daughter

mingled with guests, Myra immediately

daughter, but when he looked at Felicia, he suddenly remembered seeing her at the

"You-"

Clive was taken aback.

about a little miracle worker who had saved his life with just a brooch. After Clive pressed him for answers, Matthew finally revealed

his biological

medicine?" he asked bluntly

Felicia blinked. "A little."

eyes lit up, and he pressed further, "Who

don't have a mentor.

hearing it. He looked at Felicia with

truth. After all, without a mentor, how could she learn to save

or her saving

Clive shook his head and said, "Alright, come to the clinic in a couple of days. Don't do those petty chores like brewing medicine anymore. You can learn more from me. By the way, here's a little

that, he handed her an envelope containing not cash

graciously accepted it, saying,

and left with his hands clasped

had tried several times to join the conversation but couldn't until Clive left. She turned to Felicia and asked, "Licia, you work at the medical center? Why didn't you ever mention it before? Are you working there because you're interested in medicine?" "I work there because I'm poor,"

both pity and guilt. Unfortunately, such feelings of pity and guilt

she quickly stepped back. However, they stepped