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.

still have to dry my

response. She

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the bridge of his nose, exhaling slowly. Rising from the couch,

Imogen lay on the hospital bed, her face pale and gaunt. Her once soft features were sharp with exhaustion,

stomach. She let out a soft sigh

a table full of food, her voice gentle and coaxirig. “Imogen, don’t cry anymore.

I not

with tears. “I was nearly driven to a miscarriage by my brother. How can I face

at the mention of Imogen’s late

a smile, doing her best

of the way since you were admitted. He’s barely left the hospital and has been handling company affairs

where a tall figure loomed silently. Pretending not to notice him,

slightly. How could she stay mad? He was, after all, her

and lifted the lid of a simmering pot. A fragrant aroma wafted through

chicken noodle soup just for you. It smells amazing! Do you want

not paralyzed,” Imogen replied, taking the spoon

enjoy it, then. I’ll wait