The fat and ugly Y/N Smith is the laughingstock of the town when her fiancé breaks off their engagement.
He says, "The sight of your gigantic face and thunder thighs disgusts me! Don't ever pester me again!"
"What an idiot." Y/N scoffs and turns aro...
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🌸It's in the eyes, it's always in the eyes~🌸
Just who exactly she was?
Y/n raised her eyebrows and replied, "A disciple of the Quinn School of Martial Arts."
Quentin: "..."
Y/n didn't pay any more attention to Quentin. Instead, she walked toward the exit.
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Elsewhere.
Victor, who was carried out of the arena and into a car by three people, was sent to a villa in the suburbs.
Upon seeing Victor being carried into the living room, the big and tall green-eyed boxing champion Abigail, sitting on the sofa in the living room, slowly sat upright.
Abigail was 6'5″ tall and weighed 220 pounds. He was strong and sturdy and had huge muscles all over him. His build was a little similar to Jordan Hoffman's, but the power in his bulging arm muscles was much, much greater than Jordan's.
He stared at Victor and scoffed, "What a useless piece of trash! I've invested so many resources in you, yet you can't even force Big Sister out of hiding? On top of that, you even let a nobody female disciple from the Quinn School of Martial Arts injure you this badly!"
If anyone other than Victor had suffered such injuries, he would already have passed out cold and been unable to speak.
However, Victor had already somewhat gotten over the initial pain and discomfort after resting on the way here. His physical resilience was astonishingly good.
His lips trembled as he slowly said, "I'm sorry, sir. Give me some more time, I'll definitely defeat Big Sister in the finals!"
Abigail sneered, "You'd best remember what you just said!"
He gave a wave after he spoke. Only then did the rest of the people there carry Victor upstairs.
There was no medical equipment upstairs.
In spite of that, they left immediately after throwing Victor onto the bed in the room. No one mentioned anything about going to the hospital.
It seemed like they had already become accustomed to it long ago.
Downstairs, Abigail had already picked up his cell phone and was making a call. He said, "Sir, we didn't manage to force Big Sister to take any action. Victor lost to a young female disciple from the Quinn School of Martial Arts."
