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Chapter 313 The Current Spencer

Chapter 313 The Current Spencer +5 Free Coins

Spencer rode his motorcycle at full speed, but he always felt a prickling sensation in his back. He knew that as he drove away, Melody was definitely watching him.

But so what?

Just a moment ago, Melody had talked to him, likely out of concern for her reputation since she was now married into the Moores. To avoid any "misunderstandings" that she was an ungrateful person, she pretended to care about him. How much of it was genuine?

Moreover, he was no longer the same person he once was; perhaps her glances were simply because of his

current status.

He shouldn't let Melody affect him in any way.

What he needed to remember most were the countless days and nights he spent in a hospital bed, enduring treatment for his legs.

He had to hold onto the agony of those rehabilitation sessions, where it felt as if he were repeatedly experiencing the pain of broken bones and screws being driven into his flesh-an endless cycle of torment.

Now he could stand and walk into the underground boxing ring, Spencer had paved his way with shattered bones and blood.

He sped down the road, arriving at the Sommerville underground club-Elysium Space.

As he took the elevator down nine levels, the boxing arena came into view.

Spencer's tall and athletic figure blended into the crowd of ordinary people, yet he still stood out. His youthful, piercing gaze swept over the fighters in the ring, locked in a fierce battle for survival. He raised his long hand slightly.

Immediately, someone appeared behind him, bowing respectfully as they said, "Mr. Spencer, how may I serve you?"

""Bet on number 86 to lose.

"All the money on this card."

with a gold embossed inscription between his

on the tray handed

the

light brown

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exuded an air of despondency, devoid

contrast to how he had appeared during

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Nolan stormed in, his expression growing increasingly complicated as he spotted him. "Spencer, Mr. Spencer!

from the Sommerville branch that you're trying to bring down YM Capital

"Spencer, she's your sister!"

at Spencer, slumped on the leather sofa in the club, appearing as if he was barely alive, and his eyes reflected a deep-seated

none of

a stagnant water, devoid

worse,

the boxing ring. With each swift and precise punch, it was as if starlight ignited in his eyes-fiery and full of the youthful passion he should have been expressing. But after the match, he was like a piece of paper turned to ashes, leaving

have a

to do charity. I'm here to settle scores with

go after the YM

realizing that once Spencer set his mind on something, there was

to settle score

the founder of

you sure you want to go

watched as number 86, who had initially held the upper hand, was slowly overwhelmed, the signs of defeat

wouldn't touch his brother's

Melody? She had

choosing to

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