Return of the Crowned Heiress (Felicia)

For years, Maurice had sought countless physicians to treat his leg, but none of them could succeed. In the end, those physicians were all dismissed with a simple command. "If you can't cure it, you might as well die." His subordinates dared not argue further and obediently asked, "Mr. Glovers, should we inform Mrs. Glovers Senior before we go to Khogend?"

"No need. Let her focus on her prayers."

"Understood."

In the morning, a plane took off from Ablil toward Khogend.

...

At the same time, a private jet landed smoothly at the Russell residence in Seldvale.

Rows of luxury cars lined the tarmac, with well-trained bodyguards standing at attention beside them, heads lowered in respect, waiting.

At the front, surrounded by a protective guard, was the eldest young lady of the Russell family, Imogen Russell!

Imogen was blind, but that did not stop her gaze from being as gentle as water. She had a serene and graceful presence, like moonlight.

She wore a simple crescent-white dress with a white woolen coat, one hand gently resting on her slightly rounded belly. The sunlight shone on her flawless face, adding a glow of maternal radiance.

Hearing the sound of the plane landing, she smiled as she touched her belly and spoke to the baby inside, "Your Uncle Stephan is back. Are you happy?"

A young woman stood beside her, smiling as she responded, "We're about to see Uncle Stephan. The baby must be happy!"

"And you? Are you happy?" Imogen playfully nudged the young woman's arm, teasing her.

The young woman blushed instantly.

Stamping her foot, she pouted. "Imogen, you're always teasing me!"

Imogen's smile faltered. A breeze blew, reddening her eyes as she whispered, "If only your brother were still here..."

"Imogen..."

"Let's not talk about that. Johanna, your brother may be gone, but I will always take care of you," Imogen said as she gently took Johanna Rosario's hand. Johanna nodded, her eyes red, understanding that Imogen couldn't see. She added, "Imogen, I will always be by your side! And the baby too!"

"Mm." Imogen hid the sorrow in her heart and joked, "You're the baby's aunt now, but soon you'll be the aunt-in-law!"

Johanna blushed even more, especially when she saw the tall, handsome figure emerging from the plane. Her heart raced.

In a low voice, she said, "Don't say that. Stephan may not like me. I'm afraid this is just wishful thinking..."

"Wishful thinking? You're excellent.

You're so beautiful and clever. How

could my brother not like you?" Imogen said with confidence.NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

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"Besides, I raised him, so I'm like mother to him. He wouldn't dare not

listen to me."

As she spoke, her keen ears caught the familiar footsteps. She immediately took a few steps forward. Johanna, quick to react, supported her to prevent her from falling. Not far away, Stephan stepped off the plane and quickly walked over to Imogen. "Imogen."

"I thought you lost your way home." Imogen's earlier joy faded, and she pretended to be angry. "Look at you, not coming home on New Year's Eve. I would've been so lonely if it weren't for Johanna keeping me company."

Stephan explained, "According to the plan, I was supposed to arrive last night, but I got delayed due to a cold front and had to detour."

When she heard this, she

immediately stopped being angry and quickly said, "Next time, don't rush home if you face weather like this. If you can avoid flying, do so. Safety is the most important thing!"

"Got it." He agreed readily, but in his mind, he was thinking of Felicia. She was all alone. She was so pitiful and lonely...

He couldn't help but wonder if Felicia had cried after he left. But then he quickly dismissed the thought as she was always heartless.