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.

the front gate to the

clearly showed that at precisely 3:20:05

but her memory only extended to falling asleep on the

evidence that was the surveillance footage, she wouldn’t have believed it no matter what people

in

the sleepwalking episode, her eyes remained closed, and her actions appeared guided by some unseen

ache throbbed in her head. Was her

Or perhaps…

of her body, she had faintly heard the sound of a bell ringing Where did that sound come from? Could it have anything to do

it, and what were they

vigilant at all times no matter where she was. She also called the villa’s property management to report having seen someone suspicious lurking around the

manager immediately promised to enhance nighttime security and patrols to ensure the safety of all

she let out

calm and uneventful. She didn’t hear the bells again, nor

comfort.