Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 1900

Jenna looked at him, pressing her lips together but staying silent. For the next few days, she was as quiet as a mouse, not saying a word to him. Adler often found himself watching her from the sidelines.

Jenna was a powerhouse, channeling all her energy into training. She could kick a training post thousands of times a day without breaking a sweat. Meanwhile, Adler was more laid-back, often sneaking glances at Jenna working out under the sun.

"How does she keep going like that? Doesn't she ever get bored?" Adler mused aloud. He couldn't wrap his head around it. Weren't girls supposed to be into dolls and dresses?

But Jenna was a different breed. She'd chopped off her long locks for a neat, short haircut and dedicated herself to training relentlessly. She was kicking those posts both awake and in her dreams.

Lennon watched from a distance, a satisfied smile playing on his lips. "That girl has way more drive than you," he remarked.

"Really? I'm here every day too," Adler countered.

"Yeah, here for the free lunch," Lennon teased, giving Adler a playful smack on the back of the head.

Adler winced, gasping, "Easy there, Grandpa!"

"Don't think I don't know you call me 'old man' behind my back."

sheepishly. "You're my favorite grandpa,

hard. You better watch out, in a few years, she might just

tiny and barely trained!

shot him a knowing look and chuckled, "Let's see in a few

couldn't help but

reless dedication. Herr

seriously strong, even

the

her age couldn't

for the two of them.

of it.

was all business, eyes blazing with

a girl can beat

Jenna charged, her kicks aimed right

part of him wanted to show off, to prove Jenna couldn't beat him

her tireless training over

year.