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Return of the Crowned Heiress

Chapter 429
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Chapter 430 The assistant replied with a cheerful smile and gestured to the two trucks behind him. "Yes, Ms. Fuller. I'm honored that you still remember me. Mr. Lawson askedto deliver these as a housewarming gift for you." The two trucks were loaded with various potted plants and trees, all meticulously grown. All of the greenery was undeniably rare and valuable.

Felicia raised an eyebrow, finding Mike rather amusing. His information was impressively fast; he even knew she had moved. Moreover, he specifically chose a gift that was considerate, generous, and wouldn't cause misunderstandings.

Hence, there was no reason to refuse his gifts.

"Move them in." Ouce the pots were arranged in the otherwise empty yard, they added a touch of vibrant color to the serpent and elegant layout.

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After Mike's assistant lett, Felicia prepared to head out as usual. However, the interruption delayed her, and she still hadn't sent off her delivery.

Just as she was about to take care of it, she received a call from the clinic. An urgent patient required her to be there.

Recently, Union Clinic had expanded the team to include more than eight highly skilled seasoned physicians. Many said Felicia was heartless or monopolizing talent. After Maurice burned Harmony Medical Center down to the ground, she recruited several renowned medical practitioners for her own clinic.

Under normal circumstances, they wouldn't have contacted her unless the patient was particularly difficult to treat.

As Felicia hurriedly prepared to hail a cab, she realized a very serious issue. No cabs were available in an area like this.

She had chosen this villa for its tranquility when she purchased it. While it wasn't on the city's outskirts, it also wasn't in a bustling area. Waiting for a cab to pass by could be quite a challenge.

Though Felicia could drive, she didn't have a license. Hence, she never bothered buying acar.

Now, it seemed she would have to buy a car soon While mulling this over, Felicia pulled out her phone to book a ride. Just then, a Lincoln pulled up beside her, and the window was rolled down halfway to reveal Maurice's amused face "Get in. I'll give you a ride." Felicia was speechless and could feel his ill intentions from looking at his face.

Choosing to ignore him, she stood by the roadside waiting for her ride, which was just two minutes away. Not once did she spare Maurice a glance.

However, Maurice didn't get upset. Instead, he casually gestured for his men to puncture the cab's tites when it arrived.

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Felicia turned around, her temper flaring as she glared at Maurice and asked, "What do you want?" "Get in. I'll give you a ride." Maurice repeated himself, smiling with unrestrained mischief.

As for the unfortunate driver, he was quickly silenced by a wad of cash that was handed over by Maurice's subordinates. Judging by his reaction, he seemed more surprised by his unexpected windfall than upset.

Felicia let out a frustrated laugh. She knew Maurice's audacity well enough to understand that he would continue e to sabotage the cars no matter how many she booked. Left with no choice, she grudgingly got into his car, swallowing her frustration Satisfied, Maurice snapped his fingers, and the Lincoln smoothly started moving toward the address Felicia had provided.

Finally, they arrived at Union Clinic, and Felicia got out of the car. Maurice didn't make any Inappropriate moves the entire journey, as if his only intention was truly to give her a ride.

Felicia was dumbfounded as she was unable to make sense of his behavior. Then, she pointed to the clinic's sign and asked, "Why don't you cin and register for an appointment?"

Maurice burst into laughter, doubling over with amusement. He fixed his intense gaze on her his brown colored eyes deepening with m emotion. With a sly curve to his lips, he countered, "Can you cure any illness?"

"Not really," Felicia grew uneasy under Maurice's meaningful state ΟΠ His gaze was so intense that it made her scalp tingle. Dropping the pretense of subtle jabs, she turned and entered the clinic. Only after the barer of walls shielded her from his gare did Felicia finally feel a sense of relief.