Return of the Crowned Heiress

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Chapter 256 Felicia closed her laptop with a soft click, raising an eyebrow as she smirked. "Don't idolizetoo much. It's all just survival skills." Her tone was light, but the truth ran deeper. Growing up, Felicia had been like a sponge, absorbing everything she could get her hands on.

The books she'd read, the knowledge she'd gathered, the medical texts she'd pored over, and the hacking techniques she'd taught herself were things no one could ever take away from her. No matter what, they were hers to keep. "Alright, it's tforto check out smedical centers," she said, tossing her backpack over her shoulder.

It was the sbackpack she had thrown aside in her rush to save Carmen not long ago. Thankfully, she had recovered it, herbs and all, after the chaos had settled.

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Although Felicia had spent a good chunk of thelping Carmen get even, exposing the creep behind the photos and dealing with the others involved, she hadn't been slacking on other things. She still made teach day to work on her homemade medicines. Once her latest batch was ready, Felicia set out to find a medical center that was willing to buy her goods. Making a bit of extra cash wouldn't hurt. After all, people like Stephan, who tossed money around like confetti, didn't calong every day. She went from one medical center to another, only to face rejection after rejection.

Things took a turn for the worse when she ran into none other than Harvey after she was thrown out of one medical center.

With a smug smirk, Harvey let out a derisive snort and taunted, "Felicia, if Harmony Medical Center won't take you, do you really think anyone else in this city will? Letmake this crystal clear-anyone who buys your medicine is declaring war on Harmony Medical Center and, by extension, on me." Felicia had started to doubt herself, wondering why every medical center in town was slamming the door in her face, even when her medicine was of such high quality. Now, the answer was glaringly obvious-someone had been sabotaging her reputation from behind the scenes.

Calmly slipping her medicine back into her bag, Felicia shot Harvey a cool, measured look. "I just hope there never comes a day when you need my help." Harvey laughed so hard he nearly doubled over, pointing at her with mockery in his eyes. "Me? Needing your help? That's the funniest thing I've heard all day!" "Alright then," Harvey sneered as he straightened up, his tone dripping with arrogance. "Letput it on record- if I ever stoop so low as to need help from you, I'd rather end myself right then and there! If there ever comes such a day, then I'm done living!" Harvey exclaimed theatrically, laughing obnoxiously as he mimicked coughing up blood in an exaggerated mock- suicide gesture. His tone was laced with mockery, and his performance was dialed up to the maximum.

Felicia, however, remained utterly unfazed. Calm and composed, she gave no reaction to his antics. With her bag slung over her shoulder, she turned and walked away without sparing him another glance.

Behind her, Harvey was done with his the notion display and spat in her direction. He loudly declared to the nearby medical center owners "Mark my words! If any of you so much as let Felicia step inside your medical center, you'll be making an enemy ofand the Walsh family!" It worked. Harmony Medical Center's influence carried weight, and after Harvey's declaration, no medical center dared to let Felicia in. Her medicines, despite their high quality, were rejected outright. But Felicia wasn't bothered in the slightest. Instead, she doubled the prices of her medicines. She was entirely unperturbed.

She knew that Harmony Medical Center would eventually crumble under Harvey's management. Clive's lifelong efforts would go up in smoke sooner or later, but that wasn't her problem-she had no sympathy for them.

As Felicia prepared to head home, her phone rang.

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The call was from Noah's family. They informed her that Clive's health had taken a severe turn for the worse he was bedridden and unable to move.

His final wish was to see her one last time.

Felicia paused for a moment before agreeing. She hailed a cab and made her way to the Walsh residence.

When she arrived, a member of Noah's family cout to meet her. They glanced around nervously and Wed, "Thank goodness Harvey isn't htoday. If he were, I wouldn't have dared let you in." The family member gestured toward the house and added, "Felicia, Mr. Walsh Senior is inside. Please go and see him."

The situation was almost laughable. With Clive bedridden, Harvey quickly took over the position of the Walsh family's patriarch, leaving Noah's family, who had never been favored, to tend to the ailing Clive. But that was the Walsh family's mess, and Felicia wasn't interested at all. When she stepped into the room and saw the frail, skeletal figure lying on the bed, she froze. For a few recognit

moments, she didn't even him. It was only after several seconds that m realization dawned. She stepped forward, her expression unreadable.

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