Return of the Crowned Heiress (Felicia) novel Chapter 561

Felicia was never stingy with her people. She immediately transferred 20 million to Scarlet. Half was payment for hiring her as a bodyguard while the rest covered her expenses.

Scarlet was startled. She had initially thought this job might leave her at a loss. "You're so generous. Aren't you worried I'll just take the money and run?"

Felicia stretched lazily. "The extra can count as sparring fees."

Over the past few days, Felicia hadn't been idle outside her pharmaceutical work. Every morning, she stuck to her training regimen. Dissatisfied with her combat skills, she pushed herself hard with additional practice.

Initially, Scarlet merely watched, but after a while, her interest seemed piqued. She volunteered to spar with Felicia, who eagerly accepted.

The result? She got thoroughly beaten.

Despite her decent close-combat skills, she was no match for Scarlet. As a mercenary, Scarlet had superior strength, technique, and real combat experience. After several sparring sessions, Felicia was covered in bruises, but she also improved significantly.

Scarlet clicked her tongue and teased, "For all that, these sparring fees are pretty low. I'm acting as your punching bag, your sparring partner, and your bodyguard. Do you know how tough that is?"

Felicia laughed and scolded, "Be grateful. You're getting paid to beat up your boss. Isn't that satisfying enough?"

Scarlet rubbed her chin with a smirk. "Can't argue with that. It is pretty satisfying."

Felicia was speechless. She somehow managed to create a situation where only the employer suffered.

Scarlet laughed heartily, but she did offer some reassurance. "Don't feel bad. Your close-combat skills are impressive. They're better than I expected. I was even thinking of teaching you a trick or two, but it seems you won't need them."

Scarlet asked, "By the way, where did you learn your fighting style? Your moves are so similar to mine. Yesterday, when I watched you, I almost thought I was the one who taught you."

"That's impossible." Felicia chuckled.

Her fighting skills came from her past life. After Arnold sent her to prison, one of the cellmates had taught her.