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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?”

wouldn’t disfigure

half–empty coffee cup on the table and reached for it, intending to

Alexander interjected, his eyes gleaming subtly. “A change of

guard, exited Alexander’s room and retraced her steps. The path to the

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

the

gaze

and froze. She remembered the boy who had

she had passed

tattooed man’s back, who was now lying defeated on the ground. Blood seeped from his forehead, and he was unconscious. The silence

victor of the final round is

“Sawyer! Sawyer! Sawyer…”

chants echoed throughout the room,

blood–soaked boy looked at Freya as she passed by, his gaze as piercing

reminiscent of a mythical hero, radiating a

and flashed her

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

me… Freya couldn’t make out the rest of his words amidst the deafening

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The Underground Boxing Ring