Return of the Crowned Heiress

Chapter 324

Felicia was missing, her whereabouts completely unknown.

While others might afford to take their time, there was no way Felicia could afford to wait. And Stephan? He could hardly stand still. If he could, he would fly straight to Khogend without delay. Every second felt like a wasted eternity. "Take care of Imogen," Stephan barked over his shoulder before striding out the door.

His command was met with a unified, disciplined response from the maids, bodyguards, and everyone else within earshot.

"Yes, Mr. Russell!" they echoed in sync.

Watching Stephan leave in such a hurry, Johanna sighed quietly as she approached Imogen, ready to soothe her disappointment. "Imogen..."

Before she could say anything more, Imogen's face suddenly contorted in pain. Her hand flew to her stomach, and beads of sweat broke out across her forehead.

"It hurts... It hurts so much..." Imogen gasped, doubling over. Her voice was weak, trembling.

"Imogen!" Johanna cried.

"Ms. Russell!" one of the household staff yelled.

Then, someone's voice rang out in alarm, "Blood! She's bleeding!"

All eyes turned toward Imogen's skirt, where a crimson stain had begun to spread.

Imogen whispered, her voice barely audible. Then, her body went limp, and she

need to

Russell residence, usually serene and orderly, erupted into

house where his jet was prepped and waiting for departure when he heard the commotion. He

were open, the flight path was cleared for Khogend, and the jet stood

empty, waiting for Stephan,

she stood by the hot spring as usual.

treatment, the results spoke for

Mr. Glovers,"

flickered. He exhaled slowly, gripping the armrests of his wheelchair. After a few tense moments, he pushed

stood. The moment felt

disbelief. They cheered like they had

Maurice's body stiffened. Years

to the wheelchair

legs weak and unsteady, and his muscles seemed unsure of the movement.

to take a step

him. They buckled under his weight, and he teetered toward the steaming waters of the

swiftly to steady him

Maurice, helping him back into the

her arms lazily as if she hadn't just saved him from an