Salute To The General

Chapter 63 Are We Taking A Bet On This Match

Nathan said coldly, "I thought you'd said that I could ask you to do anything. I will give you ten thousand

for one push-up. Is it too difficult for you?"

May Thompson widened her eyes once more. Even though she felt humiliated when Nathan asked a

petite, beautiful woman like her to do push-ups, but she succumbed to the monetary temptation. Ten

thousand for each push-up!

Dragging her feet to the corner, she started her count.

At the side, Thomas was stifling his laughter to the best of his abilities.

Meanwhile, Nathan's gaze was fixed outside. There was a group of brightly-dressed people who

appeared in the hall outside. They were none other than Joseph Myers, Harry Leigh, Samuel Smith,

and his father.

The group was also ushered into another private room the moment they had stepped in.

The first match of the night was about to begin. The two fighters' code names were Firebull and

Greyhound respectively.

Since the two of them were similar in physique and standings, the betting odds were one to one.

The audience placed their bets very enthusiastically and put their money on the best boxer in their

eyes.

the Smiths were exhilarated when it came to these sorts of thrilling and

a bet of

door, May Thompson relented after just fifty

at Nathan with

to make his word count and pay her five hundred

"Sir, are we betting on

become boring and meaningless. Let's bet just a little," he

credit card and tossed it in May's direction, asking her to swipe

million bet on Greyhound winning the

professional too and could see that Greyhound was a much

that he would not pay up. However, she did not expect him to

at one go!

the generous man in front of her. She was

pay her the five hundred thousand for the push-ups

short moment later, the match

minutes before Greyhound sent a kick directly to

who was shot, Firebull collapsed onto the ring before he

up at this and started to cheer

looked at

a short couple of minutes, he had already

percent commission, it was still nine hundred

Thomas, "Don't forget the

Thompson here."

words and her bank account balance increased by five hundred

when Nathan asked her to do the push-ups, she felt that he was

she