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.

All eight doctors glanced toward the entrance.

The car door opened, and Stephan’s long legs stepped out as he entered the clinic, his sharp gaze sweeping the room. He didn’t see Felicia.

One of the senior physicians mustered the courage to ask, “Sir, may I help you-

Before he could finish, Stephan interrupted curtly, “I’m here for Felicia. Where is she?”

The doctors exchanged uneasy looks.

This man’s commanding presence was overwhelming. His sharp eyes carried an unspoken threat, making it clear he wasn’t someone to mess with. What if he was here to cause trouble?

Quietly, they debated sending someone to warn Felicia to leave through the back.

But 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 herb market and pick these up for me. I need them urgently.”

Kerry Rodriquez was her assistant. When no response came, Felicia raised her head, confused, and froze at the sight of Stephan standing in the middle of the clinic.

What was he doing here? Wasn’t he supposed to be in Seldvale? He’d said he wouldn’t be back for two months, and it hadn’t even been half a month since New Year’s.

Before she could fully process the situation, Stephan strode toward her with purpose. Without a word, he grabbed her by the wrist and led her into the storeroom.

The door slammed shut with a loud bang, cutting off the curious gazes of everyone outside.

In the dimly lit space, Stephan stepped closer, his tall frame casting a shadow over Felicia. Before she could say a word, he leaned in, claiming her lips in a powerful, unyielding kiss.

Felicia’s eyes widened in shock. She hadn’t expected him to kiss her the moment the door

* closed.

The kiss wasn’t just aggressive–it was filled with a longing intensity, a relentless passion that left no room for protest. His lips moved against hers with an authority that demanded. submission, each movement precise and overwhelming.

Suddenly, loud knocks sounded on the door.

The senior physicians were panicking, and Kerry, the assistant Felicia had just called out to, shouted at the top of her lungs, “Ms. Fuller, are you okay in there? Hang tight. We’re coming to save you!”

Felicia’s face burned with embarrassment. The mere thought of them barging in made her want to dig a hole and disappear.

Desperate, she bit down on Stephan’s lip, hard enough to catch him off guard and push him away. She gasped for air and shouted toward the door, “I’m fine! This is my friend. Get back to

work!”

The banging finally stopped, and the footsteps faded away.

Just as Felicia exhaled in relief, she felt a sharp nip on her shoulder.

Before she could react, an arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her back into his firm grasp.

His deep, gravelly voice murmured by her ear, laced with amusement and an edge of danger. He deliberately emphasized, “Friend? Hmm?”