Return of the Crowned Heiress

Chapter 465

“You heartless little thing,” Stephan muttered.

As he propped himself up with one hand, he bent his leanwaist slightly, bringing his face level with Felicia’s as she sat on the couch.

In that fleeting moment, the distance between thein was almost nonexistent.

In Stephan’s dark, piercing eyes, Felicia caught a fleeting glimpse of something possessive. It was an almost tyrannical thirst for control, tinged with a predatory hunger. It exuded a domineering sense of ownership, as though he wanted to brand her as his

But just as quickly, Stephan pulled back. He reached out with his other hand and ruffled her hair before standing up and walking away.

That intense, heart–stopping gaze and his subtle intention of wanting to kiss her seemed to have been nothing more than an illusion.

Felicia snapped out of it, realizing that aside from feeling nervous, there was also a faint trace of excitement bubbling within her. It was as if a part of her had been secretly hoping he’d follow through with that loss.

Shaking her head, she refocused her thoughts on something more important and immediately grabbed her laptop. Quickly, she pulled up the villa’s surveillance footage from the night before.

corner from the front gate to the

at precisely 3:20:05 am, she walked out of the house barefoot in her

only extended to falling asleep on the rooftop terrace under the evening breeze.

the undeniable evidence that was the surveillance footage,

she zoomed in

and her actions appeared guided by some unseen force. There was even

ache throbbed in her head.

Or perhaps…

of a bell ringing Where did that sound

was behind it,

was. She also called the villa’s property management

property manager immediately promised to enhance nighttime security and

let out a

uneventful. She didn’t hear the bells again, nor did she experience another sleepwalking episode.

comfort.