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.

As her tense nerves relaxed, compounded by the loss of blood, she closed her eyes and slowly drifted off to sleep. An hour and a half later, the helicopter

and opulent. She had been there earlier in the

stood up to exit the helicopter but didn't notice Stephan also rising, his long legs striding to the door in just two

wouldn't dare rush past him, so

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

though she

grip, pinning her against the cabin wall, their closeness

easily towering over six feet, made the

the air. But Felicia only sensed

her, he pressed down. lightly, his cold fingertips pressing against the

a groan,

Stephan wiped his hands with a cloth. His words dripped with chilling intent. "There won't

or claiming to be his, both were just

narrowed, the murderous intent fading as he

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

her go?"

replied slowly. "I'm a good person.

subordinate was at a loss for