Chapter 403

Frank glanced at Cindy, surprised that she was there too.

“Hey, I’m talking to you, you hear?!” Cindy demanded with a scowl, striding up to him since he ignored her.

Frank retorted flatly, “Is that any of your business?”

“Hah!” Cindy snorted, rolling her eyes. “You’re just here to watch the fight, aren’t you? What a shame that the Turnbulls are going to fall soon. Let’s see how you’re going to strut after that, gigolo!”

“Word of advice–don’t start trouble over nothing. I don’t want to hurt you today.” Frank leveled her an icy glare.

Hughie walked up to them just then, asking in curiosity, “Who’s this, Cindy?”

Cindy folded her arms before her chest and snorted, “My cousin’s ex–husband. A piece of shit, really–she divorced him because he was so far beneath him, so he quickly hooked up with Vicky Turnbull.”

Hughie nodded, relieved to hear that Frank had nothing going for him. “So you’re just a gigolo, kid. Now apologize to Cindy.”

Frank snorted. “Why should I?”

Hughie frowned. “Know your place, brat.”

Cindy quickly scoffed beside him, “Word of advice, Frank: don’t upset Hughie here. He’s the gym coach of Huggies Fitness and an apprentice here in Tycon Dojo. Apologize to me, and I might consider asking him to spare you.”

Hughie grinned as he flexed his biceps at Frank, smug that he had a chance to show off in front of Cindy.

Frank merely laughed. “What if I refuse?”

Hughie pointed him in the nose and snapped, “Then get in the ring, brat! Hell, I’ll even fight you one hand as a handicap!”

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