Chapter 71 Not Too Late


    "What''s bothering you, General Hawthorne?" Richard asked, noticing Frederick''s scrunched-up face.


    "Find out where ire is right now," Frederick said, putting his phone down.


    Five minutester, Richard came back with the scoop. "Boss, Ms. Prescott''s at the underground boxing ring."N?velDrama.Org exclusive content.


    "Underground boxing ring?" Frederick''s head shot up.


    "Yeah, the biggest one in Kingstown, the ck Horse Underground Boxing Ring. And..." Richard paused, checking Frederick''s reaction. "And what?" Frederick pushed, his face getting tighter.


    "And Ms. Prescott''s getting ready to fight Brian," Richard said carefully, watching Frederick''s mood as he spoke.


    "Brian?"


    Frederick stopped, his hand freezing as he put his pen down.


    He knew exactly who Brian was.


    A while back, Brian was mixed up in a big criminal case. That''s how Frederick found out Brian was the toughest fighter in all of


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    This guy was a boxing nut, brutal in the ring, never giving his opponents a chance to catch their breath. Once he stepped in the ring, it was like he turned into a demon.


    "We''re going to the ck Horse Underground Boxing Ring," Frederick said, recalling the first time he had encountered Brian.


    At the ck Horse Underground Boxing Ring, ire stood frozen, staring at Brian across the ring.


    Her mind raced with thoughts of how formidable he was, the rumors of how no one ever walked away from a match with him.


    If it had been anyone else, she might have felt more confident.


    But this was Brian.


    "Hey, littledy, if you''re having second thoughts, it''s not toote to back out. I won''ty a finger on you if you throw in the towel. I''ve never been one to hit a woman," Brian said, breaking the silence when ire didn''t respond. ire replied firmly, "I have no regrets. It''s an honor to spar with someone as experienced as you. I just hope you''ll go easy


    on me.


    "Of course, fists don''t have eyes. If something were to happen, I wouldn''t hold it against you. But if it makes you, feel better, I can sign a will right now." Chapter 71 Not Too Lote


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    "Sir?" ire waned her boned in front of ''s face, trying to snap him out of it.


    "Honestly, I''m foling a bit under the weather toy. Maybe shemaled resucherndale," Brian finally saiet, pulling off hún hing


    ire was taken aback by hán suhdem change of becsart.


    The others in the ring were equally showkert.


    This was Brian, a boxing taste who had reached a near-obsessive level of deiliation to the sport.


    He never backed down from a fight, and yet here he was, stepping away from the ring because a girl stored in th


    "Wait, sir? How can you just decide not to fight?" ire called out, confused by the turn of events.


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    She nced back at Brian, frustration creeping into her voice.


    He might be able to wait, but she couldn''t afford to. With her funds running low, ire desperately needed this fight to make some money.


    Just then, the doors to the boxing arena swung open, and Frederick stepped in, apanied by Richard.