Return of the Crowned Heiress

Chapter 325

Maurice maintained his usual composed demeanor, exuding that scholarly, polite air as he replied, "Of course."

Felicia's lips curled into a bright smile. "Thank you in advance, Mr. Glovers."

The atmosphere remained pleasant, at least on the surface.

Just as Felicia was about to leave, a small group appeared on the path ahead. Leading them was an elderly woman with a kind face, supported on either side by maids. Her steps were hurried as she made her way toward the hot spring. The men carrying Felicia's medical kit immediately greeted, "Mrs. Glovers Senior."

Felicia raised an eyebrow but said nothing.

Kelsey, upon reaching Maurice and seeing him standing, broke into a beaming smile. Her joy was palpable, her voice trembling with emotion. "Wonderful! Absolutely wonderful! My grandson is standing again!"

She clasped her hands together and murmured "Praise be!" several times before speaking again.

"This is the best news I've heard in years! But you, child, how could you keep such a thing from me? I only heard about it through the maids!"

Maurice's lips curved slightly, but his eyes showed no warmth. "You've been so focused on your prayers; I didn't want to disturb you."

praying every day for your legs to

response was distant, his tone lukewarm. His eyes carried a faint trace of mockery buried deep

blinked, catching the

in family affairs, especially not those that looked as murky as the Glovers family. Staying out of it

was about to slip away when Maurice, ever the tactician, brought the conversation back to

all thanks to this miracle doctor," he said smoothly. "She's the

her attention to Felicia for the first time. With her maids' help, she

Fuller, you've done

an honored friend to the Glovers family now. If you ever find

do whatever we can

weight, and her tone was warm and genuine. The light scent

trouble right now. Perhaps Mr. Glovers could start by letting me leave tomorrow after the last treatment." But, of course, she

Rumors swirled outside about

grandmother, and judging by his attitude, there was likely some truth to them. The

before politely excusing herself

her medical kit down and said respectfully, "Ms. Fuller,

"Got it."

She casually instructed one of the maids, "Make me some pasta. Add