Return of the Crowned Heiress

Heiress 20

Chapter

20

He didn't mention any names, after all.

Clive remained oblivious, stepping forward to check Stephan's pulse, only for Stephan to avoid his touch. Let your little assistant do it." Felicia held the medical kit, having indeed come upstairs as an assistant.

Clive frowned. "Mr. Russell, my assistant is inexperienced and might misdiagnose you. It's better if I do it myself."

"No need. I only want her," Stephan replied, his tone lazy, emphasizing the last few words.

To anyone unaware, it might have sounded flirtatious. But the air was thick with tension.

Clive was about to protest, but Felicia cut in. "Grandpa, let me handle it."

"You..." Clive clearly hesitated, wanting to question her ability, but Felicia didn't respond. This was her chance to prove herself.

beside the bed, meeting Stephan's intense

wrist.

was an injury on his body-not

that caused this has poison on it. The toxin hasn't entered your lungs yet, but we need to

she began, Clive anxiously guided

on

dark blood

was undoubtedly painful, Stephan didn't

or drawing out the poison. Her hands were steady as she stitched him up without hesitation. Her eyes lowered in focus. She was calm and absorbed in

wound lay just below his collarbone, close to his heart. This forced Felicia to lean in, unavoidably close to him, as

her breath occasionally brushed against his

openly staring at her face. Each time Felicia glanced up, her gaze met his deep, dark eyes, filled with mischief and curiosity, bold and unrestrained. "All done," Felicia announced, finally stepping back as she was

shirt, his hands deliberate

broad shoulders and toned chest, and then quickly back up, feeling the heat rise to

palpable tension, still in shock over Felicia's swift and

he wasn't mistaken, the techniques she had just

he, a medical master, only had a glimpse of it once a long