Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 751 Male Competition

Although the place was merely meant for employees to relax and unwind, the Cloudex Corporation's status ensured that it was fully equipped.

Even fencing gear was available, complete with full suits.

The executives had originally been accompanying the two CEOs for a routine inspection. However, now they stood watching as the CEOs donned white fencing suits, each gripping a long sword in the arena.

The two men looked like ancient swordsmen.

The fencing suits were form-fitting, hugging their figures. The top connected seamlessly to the pants, with not an inch of excess fabric, highlighting the precision and elegance inherent in the sport.

Moreover, since both men were tall and lean, they looked particularly good in this attire.

Standing face to face, they put on their metal masks.

The fine mesh of the helmets covered their faces, but it couldn't hide the sharpness in their eyes.

At the signal from an executive acting as a referee, the two men swiftly lunged at each other with their swords.

Emelie happened to run into Lyle as he returned from outside.

When he learned that she was heading to Cloudex Corporation and remembered that he hadn't properly greeted William yet, he opened the passenger door and said, 'Hop in. I'll go with you."

When they arrived at Cloudex Corporation, the building was eerily quiet.

assumed it was because it was lunchtime

Wesley and the others were, she called

he said, "Ma'am, we're

fourth floor was the employee lounge, wasn't

they

it, she led Lyle into

they saw a crowd gathered at the lounge

while Lyle pushed through

were perfect, and their attacks were fierce as they continually struck at each

Emelie was stunned.

Ashton were nervously observing from the side, and there was no doubt that the

didn't know they could fight like this."

she watched the

with elite education from a young age. Fencing was

score points by touching the opponent's body within a set time limit. The highest

seemed to have no time limit, nor were they keeping score. Their strikes were also a bit too

onlookers were murmuring. 'How do you even determine the winner here?

left thrust his sword

pierced through the protective mask, it would injure the face, and

the strike just in time and countered with

these were real swords, that man would be

exchange showed

was William and who was Wesley. Their figures looked too similar,