Return of the Crowned Heiress (Felicia)

Felicia lost her mood to continue reading.

She stared at the mountain of books, a surge of frustration rising. Forget the research! It didn’t matter who was using the bronze bell. If someone was behind it, they would show themselves sooner or later. When that happened, she would know who was scheming against her.

When the thought of giving up crossed her mind, Felicia felt aches all over her body. The exhaustion and sleep deprivation from the past two days finally hit her.

Forget it. It was time to sleep.

Felicia lay on the couch and wrapped herself in a blanket before falling asleep.

The maid moved around quietly, careful not to disturb her. The occasional clinking sounds from the kitchen were accompanied by the aroma of food that wafted through the air. It was a peaceful weekend.

But Felicia had a dream.

In her dream, she saw Stephan standing at the edge of a cliff, bathed in the golden light of the rising sun. She called out to him, and he turned around. Against the light, his handsome face was hidden.

Even though she couldn’t see him clearly, Felicia guessed he was smiling teasingly. Those eyes likely held a playful glint, and he might even mock her next, “Are you dreaming about me? And you still say you don’t miss me?”

She blushed at the thought. The sheer beauty of the moment stunned her, rooting her in place.

Stephan chuckled and began walking toward her. But with each step he took, a new wound appeared on his body. The injuries were gruesome. By the time he drew nearer, he had left a trail of bloody footprints behind him.

Felicia’s eyes widened in shock

However, Stephan covered her eyes with his hand. His voice was soft by her ear as he whispered, “Don’t look.”

His fingers felt cool against her eyelids. Felicia could sense the calluses on his palm

“You’re hurt. Let me see.” Felicia pushed his hand away nervously. Stephan’s figure suddenly turned transparent and vanished. “Stephan!” Felicia reached out to grab him but caught only empty air.

In her frantic struggle, she felt her body go weightless for a moment, and then she woke up. She realized she had fallen off the couch.

The maid rushed over to help her up. “Are you okay, Ms. Fuller? Did you have a nightmare?” novelbin

Felicia noticed she was drenched in a cold sweat.

The dream felt surreal as though she had witnessed Stephan disappear before her eyes.

Felicia let out a shaky breath and pushed herself off the ground. Thankfully, the carpet softened her fall, so it didn’t hurt too much. She pulled out her phone and called Stephan. But as with the past two days, it couldn’t connect.

It had been nearly a week since Stephan’s last call.

Felicia frowned and quickly found Stanley. She asked him if there were any updates about Stephan or if he could find a way to

contact him.

Stanley admitted, “Not yet. But don’t worry, Mrs. Russell. Mr. Russell has a team in place to relay updates. They’ll let us know immediately if there are any updates.”

Felicia was about to nod when Stanley’s phone rang. He chuckled at the screen. “Speak of the devil. Look, there’s news already.” He answered the call. But after listening to the message, he paled.