The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride by Whispering Willow

Chapter 152 The Match

His words were an insult to her, mocking Vera for knowing about the competition, feeling the pressure, and finding a man to satisfy her sexual desires.

Vera sneered, the black paint hiding her innocent face. The more mysterious she was, the more people around her wanted to uncover her secrets.

"Sorry to make you jealous. I have a husband. If you're envious of my husband's love, wait until you lose this time and go find a husband yourself. Leave a love mark on your neck to comfort you."

A woman having a husband was natural; no one would find it inappropriate.

However, Vera suggested that he, a man, should find a husband, which was an insult to a self-proclaimed straight man participating in the competition.

Vera never held back her grudges and retaliated immediately.

He mocked her, so she didn't hesitate to insult him with her sharp tongue.

Her words never showed mercy.

Unexpectedly, he didn't get angry but laughed instead.

Vera glanced at him, her disdainful gaze shifting elsewhere.

The laughing man looked like a clown, showing a row of teeth that disgusted Vera.

His teeth were yellow. Judging by his voice, Vera estimated he was a young man, probably between twenty and thirty years old.

She seemed to be stretching her limbs but was actually glancing at the man's hands.

A person's hands could reveal a lot.

Laborers had thick, short fingers with calluses and yellow skin.

People who purely worked out had smooth skin from spending time in the gym, not exposed to the elements, with pale skin and muscles. Office or literary workers had slightly different index fingers, with delicate palm lines. Their skin was good but different from those who work out.

By observing his hands, Vera roughly determined his job he was undoubtedly a laborer.

Adding to that, she noticed his yellow teeth.

Such yellow stains don't appear without at least a decade of smoking.

So she deduced he was around twenty-seven or twenty-eight, a grassroots worker who worked outside for years.

this information, Vera knew his

She finished stretching.

match

spat on the ground, deliberately trying

not even

She reached the stage.

went to the edge to

up at the thin woman on the stage. Seeing the cunning in Sparrow's eyes, Vera instantly became serious, not in the mood for a verbal

the

stage, the

match she participated in

graceful, like an art

fame in the blue ring, her fans came to cheer her

competitive spirit in her peers, all wanting to

This included Sparrow.

he took the stage, knowing she was a woman, he still took off his shirt, revealing his muscular torso, and

How would your husband feel if he knew you were pinned

Randall answered for Vera from below the stage, glaring at the man who

known for his swift and decisive actions, would throw him into a meat grinder to vent his anger. For a woman to participate in a men's competition was already

was already in

and the entire audience held their breath,

still testing each

was furious and wanted to rush up and fight him, but Vera remained exceptionally calm, her eyes full

was going to attack, Vera suddenly leaned back, sidestepping to avoid

only made a feint, startling Sparrow into

up, the whole crowd

for Heroine. He can only provoke with

agile, while Sparrow looks

surrounding discussions undoubtedly provoked

and launched a fierce attack on

Vera rolled

planning to attack, she unexpectedly kicked Sparrow hard on his ankle bone. "Ah!"

Vera quickly stood up.

the audience applauded Vera's unexpected

people started

embarrassed and