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.

glanced toward the

door opened, and Stephan’s long legs stepped out as he entered

of the senior physicians mustered the courage to ask, “Sir, may I

Stephan interrupted curtly, “I’m here for

exchanged uneasy

overwhelming. His sharp eyes carried an unspoken threat, making it clear he wasn’t

they debated sending someone to warn Felicia to leave through

just 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

Felicia raised her head, confused, and froze at

supposed to be in Seldvale? He’d said he wouldn’t be back for two months, and it hadn’t even been half a

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

with a loud bang, cutting off

shadow over Felicia. Before she

widened in shock. She hadn’t expected him to

* closed.

longing intensity, a relentless passion that left no room for protest. His lips moved