Chapter 307

Charles stepped forward, his eyes dark with malice.

"You think we came here for a friendly chat? You remember sucker-punching me back at Kingston headquarters? Time for payback, punk."

The hulking figure beside Charles flexed his shoulders, cracking his knuckles. "This scrawny fool is the one you want me to rough up tenfold?"

"Byson, meet the worthless trash who set his sights on my little sister and got me booted from my own family," Charles spat, each word dripping venom.

Byson chuckled, eyeing Alex mockingly from head to toe.

"Skinny runt like you? Bet you only know how to wrestle sheets, you gutless gigolo. Let me teach you manners for hitting my friend."

Kelly shot a disgusted glance at Byson and Charles.

"Who let this loudmouth dog loose? Why don't you crawl back into whatever hole you came from?"

Alex smirked, joining in effortlessly. "Careful, Kelly. You can't reason with stray dogs-they don't speak our human language."

Byson's face darkened into a storm. “Keep laughing, pretty boy. You got a big mouth, but let's see you back it up like a real man.”

Alex shook his head calmly. "Not interested."

"Not interested? More like scared," Byson taunted loudly. "Relax. I promise not to kill you. Maybe you'll learn something."

Alex said nothing, his indifference a quiet insult.

Clara sneered openly. "Weren't you supposed to be tough, Alex? Look at you now -afraid to step up to Byson."

"Terrified of losing face? Alright, let me make it easier. I'll fight you without my hands, even without my legs. Can't handle that either?" Byson laughed, baiting Alex ruthlessly.

The crowd burst into a raucous frenzy, voices merging into a mocking chorus.

"What a coward! Can't even take on a man with no hands!"

"Pathetic! Might as well wear a dress!"

brave against women under the

absorbing the

sharply, standing

toward her, eyes

here—a pretty little thing with some fire. Ditch that spineless loser and let a real man like me show you what

erupted

Get yourself a man with

and down

don't mean a thing when they're attached to a face as ugly as yours." "You little mouthy bitch!

right, lucky you're a girl or I'd have taught you respect myself!" others

cruelly

genuinely worthless. What a joke—always hiding

piercing with ridicule. "Alex doesn't even dare face Byson! What a spineless

exasperated sigh. "Alex, let me handle these

casually.

rose from her seat with cold determination, locking

you survive even one strike from me, I'll grant you whatever you're

arrogantly, his voice dripping false

game, I promise I'll

her a smug wink, still pretending

sneer, cracking her knuckles menacingly. "Better raise your guard, pretty boy. Are you

you, darling," Byson retorted

lunged

instant, her small hand slammed into Byson midair, flipping him violently

onto the floor with

the hall, leaving him sprawled

out in shock, eyes bulging in

never imagined a fighter like Byson, Vancouver's fifth-ranked knight, collapsing in humiliation from a single blow delivered by a

impossibility of it stunned them into

her hands as if

from her pocket

a damp cloth

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