Return of the Crowned Heiress

Chapter 345

People couldn’t just reap benefits from others without bearing the associated risks. Besides, it wasn’t hard to connect the dots–Maurice was the one who orchestrated her kidnapping.

And speaking of Maurice, wasn’t he widely known as Stephan’s archenemy?

Felicia paused, weighing her options. Despite everything, she decided to give Stephan a subtle warning.

“That day…”

Just as she was about to explain, a faint noise came through from Stephan’s side.

That soft, syrupy voice from earlier–the one that had answered her call previously–spoke again.

“Stephan, dinner’s ready.” Johanna gently pushed open the door. After she finished speaking, na mock she feigned surprise at seeing Stephan on the phone and quickly covered her mouth apology. Then, she tiptoed back out, closing the door quietly behind her.

Stephan barely spared the doorway a glance, but the icy sharpness in his eyes was unmistakable.

Felicia couldn’t see what was going on, but being interrupted like that made her lose any

inclination to continue the conversation.

busy. I still have to

for a response. She plugged in her hairdryer

ΟΠ.

Rising from the couch,

on the hospital bed, her face pale and gaunt. Her once

eyes stared blankly at the ceiling her hands gently cradling her stomach. She let out a soft sigh of relief only when

of food, her voice gentle and coaxirig. “Imogen, don’t cry anymore. The baby’s safe, and that’s all that matters. You

can I not

miscarriage by my brother. How can I

expression darkened briefly at the mention of Imogen’s late husband, but

on a smile, doing her best to offer comforting

since you were admitted. He’s barely left

the door, where a tall figure loomed silently.

mad?

lid of a simmering

noodle soup just for you. It

I’m not paralyzed,”

it, then.