Return of the Crowned Heiress

Chapter 350

She bent down to pick up the ball and tilted her head slightly as she looked at the dog, her eyes gleaming with unrestrained malice.

“Well, it seems you’ve figured me out, little mutt,” Johanna murmured with a cold smile, her fingers curling tightly around the ball.

Since returning to Khogend, Felicia had practically been living in her clinic. She had treated. two critical patients early on and had since buried herself in the medicinal herb storeroom.

The eight senior physicians of Union Clinic were overjoyed when Felicia showed up.

Whenever she was around, they could confidently take on patients, knowing that if they encountered a tough case, Felicia could step in. This meant their clinic’s reputation would stay

intact, no matter what.

The recent surge in patients after Harmony Medical Center was burned to the ground kept everyone busy. The competition’s misfortune had worked in their favor.

Amid the bustling activity, a sleek black luxury car pulled up outside the clinic.

The car was unmistakable. Its unique license plate and top–tier limited–edition model turned heads immediately.

doctors glanced toward the

and Stephan’s long legs stepped out as he entered the clinic, his

courage to ask, “Sir, may I

he could finish, Stephan interrupted curtly, “I’m here for Felicia.

doctors exchanged uneasy

eyes carried an unspoken threat, making it clear

they debated sending someone to warn Felicia to leave through

as they were scheming, Felicia emerged from the storeroom, holding a list and jotting down notes. Without looking up, she called out, I’ve made a list. Kerry, head to the herb market and pick these up for me.

no response came, Felicia raised her head, confused,

Seldvale? He’d said he wouldn’t be back for two months,

could fully process the situation, Stephan strode toward her with purpose. Without a word, he grabbed her by the wrist

shut with a loud bang,

over Felicia. Before she could say a word, he leaned in, claiming her lips in

eyes widened in shock. She hadn’t expected him to kiss her the moment the

* closed.

longing intensity, a relentless passion that left no room for protest. His lips moved against hers with an authority that demanded. submission,