Return of the Crowned Heiress (Felicia)

Imogen chuckled softly, letting go of her fixation on the flowers. She turned her head toward Johanna's voice and said, "I've already made arrangements. When my brother gets back, we'll visit Frosty Chapel together. And then..." She beckoned Johanna closer with a mischievous wave.

Johanna leaned in, curious.

"I'll make sure you two get some alone time," Imogen whispered with a smile. "You have to take the chance, okay? No man can resist when a woman puts herself out there. Sometimes, you've just got to drop the whole 'playing hard to get' thing." Johanna's face turned crimson, and her blush spread to her ears. She mumbled, "I get it, Imogen. I'll try my best..."

Satisfied, Imogen patted Johanna's hand.

The two of them lounged in the courtyard, soaking up the sunlight as they waited for Stephan to return.

Stephan had been tied up with work these past few days. After being away from Seldvale for so long, the responsibilities waiting for him were endless. His conglomerate alone had accumulated piles of issues requiring his attention, not to mention his numerous other enterprises.

While smaller tasks could be delegated, major decisions still required his personal approval.

He was in his CEO's office at the top of the tallest skyscraper in the city. Stephan finally finished reviewing a stack of documents. Tossing the pen aside, he reached for his phone.

His inbox was flooded with messages, but none of them were from Felicia.

Stephan dialed her number directly as he pondered what she'd been up to.

The cold, automated voice answered instead, "The number you have dialed is temporarily unavailable. Please try again later..."

His brows furrowed together. This was the third time in the past few days he'd tried calling her, and every time, the result was the same.

Was she ignoring his calls, or had something happened to her?

His sharp gaze darkened as he considered the possibilities. Without wasting a moment, he dialed another number.

Mike wasn't expecting the call, and when he picked up, his voice was laced with playful sarcasm.

"Well, Stephan. It's been a week. Miss me already?"

Stephan resisted the urge to hang up on him. Instead, he got straight to the point. "I need you to find Felicia. See what she's up to."

Mike scoffed, clearly unimpressed. "Seriously? You're pulling me into this? I've got a lot on my plate, you know."

"I'm not joking. Just do it," Stephan replied curtly.

"Fine." Mike sighed, grabbing his car keys. "Man, my life is tough."

Mike started his search at Felicia's rented apartment. He knocked on the door but got no response. Frowning, he called Stephan back to report.

"Hey, she's not here. Maybe she moved out? I mean, she's loaded now, right? Why wouldn't she upgrade to a better place?"

Stephan wasn't interested in speculations. "Check the college."

Mike groaned but obliged.

When he got to the campus and asked around, he was stunned to find out Felicia hadn't shown up for first

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day of classes.

Before he could call Stephan with the update, his phone buzzed.

"Did you find her?" Stephan's voice was as sharp as ever.

"No," Mike admitted, his tone turning serious. She wasn't at her

apartment, and she hasn't been to campus either-not even for registration."

The line went quiet for a moment before Stephan's voice broke through. "Keep looking."

"Relax, Stephan. I'll check the Walsh residence next," Mike offered, trying to calm him. "Felicia's grandfather passed away a few days ago. She might be with them for the funeral."

Stephan's grip on the phone tightened. "Let me know the second you find her."

"Will do," Mike replied, already heading to his car. His own expression had turned grim.