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Chapter 93 Departure From The Underground Boxing Ring

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Alexander contemplated for a moment before responding in a measured tone. “I’ll be heading back to Porcjimo next week. You’re welcome to use my private jet.

Freya’s eyes sparkled with excitement. She quickly rose to her feet and expressed her gratitude to Alexander. She hadn’t anticipated that he would agree to assist her so readily.

With a dismissive wave of his hand, Alexander instructed. “Arrange for the passports and identity documents of your companions. I’ll have someone get in touch with you.”

Thank you, Mr. Lloyd Freya bowed once more before making her exit.

Shortly after, a middle–aged man clad in a suit entered the room, glanced at Alexander, and asked in a hushed tone. “Mr. Lloyd, can we trust this woman’s words?”

replied. “She’s a woman. She wouldn’t disfigure her face

coffee cup on the

interjected, his eyes gleaming subtly.

retraced her steps. The path to the exit led them past the octagonal

the room fell into a hushed silence. Even the security guard, accustomed to such scenes, instinctively paused to look at the

the collective

gaze

cage and froze. She remembered the boy who had been strangled.

she had

now lying defeated on the ground. Blood seeped from his forehead, and he was unconscious.

victor of the final round

“Sawyer! Sawyer! Sawyer…”

enthusiastic chants echoed throughout the room,

blood–soaked boy looked at Freya as she passed by, his gaze as piercing as a wolf’s.

robust physique were reminiscent of a mythical hero, radiating a sharp

Freya and flashed

brows, averted her gaze, and thought she heard the boy’s laughter echoing

You’re just like me… Freya couldn’t make out the rest

Thu 4 Jul

From The Underground Boxing