Andrew said, "It's simple. In three months, I'll have my students spar with you.

Then we'll see who comes out on top."

Chantelle replied dismissively, "What if they lose? What happens then?"

Andrew looked at her. "Nothing much to say. How about I give you my full

attention for three straight nights?"

Chantelle first blushed with anger. Then, her face turned red as she glared at

Andrew. "Make it a full week. That's my final offer. Either agree or forget about it."

Andrew raised an eyebrow. "Women in their 30s really do have bigger appetites!

Okay, no problem."

"But what if you lose?" he asked smoothly.

Chantelle did not even hesitate. "I won't lose. But if I do? You can do whatever

you want."

Andrew chuckled lazily. "Ms. Garcia, you never learn, do you? Remember our first

bet? You lost that one too, and the price you paid... Well, let's just say that scene

is still burned into my memory. It was glorious."

By now, Chantelle was mostly immune to Andrew's teasing. After all, he'd already

pushed her buttons more than once.

"That was then. This time, I'm not losing. Martial arts isn't some casual hobby.

You're seriously overestimating yourself."

was being

smiled. "Fine, let's leave it at that. If

have any good ideas right now,

you better

could not

before. Previously, she had focused on her career,

was Derek, her

then, her eyes were full of pride and disdain, and she did not take

But now, everything had changed

guy and shamelessly came back for another round

did not even feel

his demand for

stockings. Instead, she felt

and

thought, 'Am

Or am I

messed up as Aspen?'

kept changing as her thoughts raced

feel extremely embarrassed.

his hand and said, "If there's nothing

get back to training."

cold smile and stepped

just

the hell do you

at

chin. Her pale

light as she said,

And guess what?

if that's not

life, what is?"

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