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.

moved in, covering every corner from the front gate to the front yard and the back

sleepwalker before, but when she reviewed the footage, it clearly showed that at precisely 3:20:05 am, she walked out of the house barefoot in her pajamas.

events, but her memory only extended to falling asleep on the rooftop terrace under the evening breeze. She had

for the undeniable evidence that was the surveillance footage,

zoomed in on the

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

her head.

Or perhaps…

control of her body, she had faintly heard the sound of a bell ringing Where did that sound come from?

so, who was behind it, and what were

resolved to remain vigilant at all times no matter where she was. She also called the villa’s property

course, that was just a fabricated story, but the property manager immediately promised to enhance nighttime

she let out a sigh

and uneventful. She didn’t hear the bells again, nor did she experience

comfort.