Chapter <b>555 </b>
After Stephan lett, Felicia found herself bored. The weather was nice that day, so she went downstairs, found a clean spot by a flowerbed, and sat down to enjoy the sun. She opened a mobile game on her phone to pass the time.
The sound effects of the game filled the air.
After ying a couple of rounds, Felicia lost interest and tossed her phone aside. The moment she stopped, memories of the bronze bell fromst night came flooding back
She couldn’t stop thinking about how much time she had spent flipping through books and scouring materials, only to find absolutely no clues. She grew frustrated at the thought.
As her irritation died down, a thought shed through her mind.
Wait!
Felicia froze, staring nkly at her hand as suspicion crept into her mind. Could it be that someone had cursed her? The sound of the bell could be a means to manipte her, using the curse ced on her as a medium to take control!
If that were true, her investigation would have been in the wrong direction! The real culprit affecting her wasn’t the bell. It was a curse!
Felicia had checked her pulse and found everything normal, which was why she hadn’t considered this possibility. She had assumed that the mysterious bronze bell was to me.
But how could she have heard it in different locations if it were truly the bell? It simply didn’t add up!
It she looked at it from the perspective of curses, everything made sense!
Whoever was behind the curse didn’t need to be near <b>her</b>. With the help of venomous creatures, they could use the bell to control the venomous creature inside her body.
Felicia ced her fingers on her pulse. It was steady with a trace of fatigue. Other than that, she didn’t feel any signs of being poisoned.
With her level of medical expertise, no venomous creature should be able to evade her detection unless it had been imnted in her when she was a child.
If it had been with her for that long, the venomous creature would have be a part of her body, making it impossible to <b>remove</b>.
Who could it be? Felicia wracked her brain, searching through her childhood memories.
But <b>most </b>of what came to mind were images of <b>chores</b>, beatings, and leftover scraps of food in broken bowls.
There were no recollections about the <b>venomous </b>creature, or perhaps she was too young to remember it happening.
Felicia shook her head in frustration and suddenly felt a wave of <b>dizziness</b>. Just then, the eerie bell chimed again in her mind, like a haunting curse. Felicia’s gaze hardened. It was happening again!
She gripped her hand tightly to fight off the urge. But before she could focus, a shadow fell over her, apanied by the familiar voice she had heard on the phonest night. “Boss, what are you doing in this godforsaken ce? It’s so remote. There’s no airport or train station. I had to call a helicopter to get here. You’d better pay me for the travel expenses<b>!</b>”
It was <b>none </b>other than the mercenary, Scarlet.
Scarlet set out immediately after she epted <b>Felicia’s </b>request. She was dressed in her signature leather jacket and pants, her <b>hair </b>cascading down her shoulders. She looked feminine yet bold and was as striking as ever.
<b>She </b>carried a ck bag slung over her shoulder. There was no doubt it contained weapons.
Felicia struggled <b>to </b>suppress her trembling hands. Her voice was hoarse, but she managed a smile. “Perfect timing. You’re just in time. Did you bring any ropes? The me up!”
pay me back. But
“What?” Scarlet was in disbelief. Even as a mercenary, Felicia’s request left her speechless. “Boss, I understand if you don’t want to pay isn’t this going too far?”