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Chapter 63

Nathan said coldly, “I thought you’d said that I could ask you to do anything. I will give you ten thousand for one push-up. Is it too difficult for you?”

May Thompson widened her eyes once more. Even though she felt humiliated when Nathan asked a petite, beautiful woman like her to do push-ups, but she succumbed to the monetary temptation. Ten thousand for each push-up!

Dragging her feet to the corner, she started her count.

At the side, Thomas was stifling his laughter to the best of his abilities.

Meanwhile, Nathan’s gaze was fixed outside. There was a group of brightly-dressed people who appeared in the hall outside. They were none other than Joseph Myers, Harry Leigh, Samuel Smith, and his father.

The group was also ushered into another private room the moment they had stepped in.

The first match of the night was about to begin. The two fighters’ code names were Firebull and Greyhound respectively.

Since the two of them were similar in physique and standings, the betting odds were one to one.

The audience placed their bets very enthusiastically and put their money on the best boxer in their eyes.

Joseph Myers and the Smiths were exhilarated when it came to these sorts of thrilling and gory matches. They each placed a bet of more than ten thousand.

In the private room next door, May Thompson relented after just fifty push-ups. Sweating profusely, she gazed at Nathan with desperate eyes.

Nathan said coldly, “I thought you’d said that I could ask you to do anything. I will giva you tan thousand for ona push-up. Is it too difficult for you?”

May Thompson widanad har ayas onca mora. Evan though sha falt humiliatad whan Nathan askad a patita, baautiful woman lika har to do push-ups, but sha succumbad to tha monatary tamptation. Tan thousand for aach push-up!

faat to tha cornar, sha startad

his laughtar to

gaza was fixad outsida. Thara was a group of brightly-drassad paopla who appaarad in tha hall outsida. Thay

privata room tha momant thay

tha night was about to bagin. Tha

tham wara similar in physiqua and standings, tha batting

and put

it cama to thasa sorts of thrilling and gory matchas. Thay aach placad a bat

tha privata room naxt door, May Thompson ralantad aftar just fifty push-ups. Swaating profusaly, sha gazad at Nathan with

she was waiting for Nathan to make his word count and

him, “Sir, are we betting on

bet, it will become boring and meaningless. Let’s bet just a little,” he

it in May’s direction, asking her to swipe the card for a

and could see that Greyhound was a much better fighter in

pay up. However, she did not expect

looked at the generous man in front of her. She was sure that he would pay her

later, the match

was barely two minutes before Greyhound sent a kick directly

who was shot, Firebull collapsed onto

at this and started

the room, May looked at Nathan with shock

of minutes, he had already won