Return of the Crowned Heiress

Return of the Crowned Heiress Chapter 576

In a sparring match where the opponents” combat abilities were mismatched, the defending party often bore the brunt of the strikes.

Felicia’s reactions were swift, managing to counter several of Scarlet’s frints and attacks. However, ber defense inevitab

sharp eyes and decisive strikes took full advantage, and she landed several kicks on Felicia

Scarlet raised an eyebrow, laughing with delight. “Getting paid to beat up my boss! This is another great de

Telicia was rendered speechless.

The sounds of punches and licks echoed dully through the yard. The housekeepers worked while sneaking glances at the match.

mall openings Scarlet’s

As the sun rose, its golden light bathed Felicia, making her already fair skin appear to glow Beads of sweat rolled down her collarbone and disappeared Into her neckline. Her elegant and graceful figure swayed subtly with her quickened breaths.

Seizing an opportunity, Felicia leaped into the air, executing a flawless scissor kick that forced Scarlet to back off a few steps.

The move was breathtakingly sharp and graceful. Felicia’s long hair, tied high, few with her movements, with strands of sweat–dampened hair adding a

spin, the hem of her clothes lifted slightly, revealing a slender, graceful waist. Though it was only for a brief moment, the sight lingered in one’s

young woman’s petite frame belied her ferocity. Her legs sliced through the air with fluid, powerful movements. Each strike came so swiftly was almost impossible to

was stunning

of Felicia’s villa just in time to

from the plane. Anxious and eager, he rushed straight

the flight, Maurice had questioned himself multiple times. Was there any point in hurrying to

the answer to his questions.

person who haunted his thoughts day and night gave

daring to linger, Maurice kept his presence hidden. He

though his gaze

stared intently et the slender, radiant figure in the yard. In his brown eyes was an uncharacteristic gentleness

villa’s gate without drawing attention. This wealthy neighborhood was accustomed to frequent passing cars, so no one noticed the Maybech’s unusually slow

Felicia fanned herself with her hand. Summer was approaching, and the heat was becoming increasingly stifling. She waved

took a shower, changed her clothes, and went downstairs for breakfast. Afterward, she and Scarlet headed to the clinic. She busied herself

“Ms. Fuller! I’m back!”

voice managed to

to the

Kerry