Return of the Crowned Heiress

Return Of The Crowned Heiress 30

Chapter 30

Felicia focused intently as she treated her wounds.

When it came time to remove the bullet, she took a deep breath, bit down on a piece of disinfectant cotton, and steeled herself, using tweezers to extract the bullet from her flesh. Her face paled as sweat broke out, but she didn't make a sound.

She thought she wasn't bothering anyone, but she was unaware that every movement of hers was visible to Stephan through the reflection in the glass.

As she tore her pants open, Stephan remained relaxed, curious to see when she would cry out in pain or

scream.

When that happened, he intended to toss her out.

To his surprise, she remained completely silent, her shoulders trembling slightly. She didn't even shed a single tear.

This was unexpected.

eyes and slowly drifted off to sleep. An hour and a half later, the helicopter

opulent. She had been there earlier in the afternoon, never imagining she would

didn't notice Stephan also rising, his

rush past him,

about her injured leg. As she stepped back, the pain threw her off

as though

recoiled, but Stephan tightened his grip, pinning her against the

easily towering over six feet, made the confined

filled the air. But Felicia only

her neck. Instead of choking her, he pressed down. lightly, his cold

stifled a groan, her face going

his hands with a cloth. His words

claiming to be his, both

narrowed, the murderous intent fading as he turned

closely, asking "Mr. Russell, she knows too much. Are we just going

her go?"

shot him a glance and replied slowly. "I'm a

at a loss