Return of the Crowned Heiress

Chapter 680

Imagen was teetering on the brink of life and death, het breach faint and fleeting. She didn’t even have the strength to open her mouth to take the medicine.

Felicia clenched her jaw and, without hesitation, dislocated Inogen’s lower jaw with a swift motion. She force–fed her the pills, ensuring they dissolved and were swallowed before carefully resetting Imogen’s jaw

At that moment, no one dared to question Felicia’s actions. Every effort was focused on saving Imogen’s life

Despite this, Felicia could still feel a souching, key gaze fixed on her. Stephan’s piercing place felt like arrows aimed directly at her.

He should hate her to his very core right now, right?

The thought lett a bitter taste in Felicia’s mouth, but her hands never stopped moving After administering the life–saving medicine, she grabbed another bottle from her pocket and poured the powdered medicine onto Imogen’s wound without holding back

The blade that had pierced Imogen’s chest remained lodged near her heart, but the powerful hemostatic properties of the powder stopped the gushing blood almost diately

The helicopter nearby was prepped and ready to take off at any moment.

Two of Stephan’s men burried over with a makeshift streicher. Stephan carefully phioed mogen oncoli, treuring she was SICUT.

they prepared to move her to the helicopter, Stephan straightened up and turned to

hung in the air

mouth, the men understood what was

His target? Maurice, who was pinned to the

Stephan’s arm just as he was about to pull the trigger. The sudden interference caused

the gunshot was nearly as terrifying

stopping me again Stephan asked, his voice dangerously low. His lips curled into a cold, mocking smile. The veins on the back of his

was on the edge

lay gravely injured, teetering between life and death right in front of him. The assailant was within arm’s reach. Stephan already thought it was merciful

Maurice a swift death.

Felicia, of all people, was protecting the man

met Stephan’s icy, unfamiliar gaze. The disappointment and distrust in his eyes felt like daggers to her heart. It hurt more

stop you,” she said, her voice trembling. “I didn’t mean for Emogen to get hurt. 1 didn’t want this to happen. But Maurice isn’t the one to

know him that well,

between Felicia’s slightly reddened eyes and Maurice, who was still pinned to the ground. Despite the blood dripping from his

bitter, self–deprecating laugh. “So, this is how it is….. I see it