A Billionaire After Divorce

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"What?!" A collective gasp escapes Olivia and the rest of the ladies, their eyes widening in shock at Spencer's impressive unexpected display of combat prowess.

"Wait, Spencer, you can fight?" Penelope asks, staring at him in bewilderment.

Spencer shrugs nonchalantly in response, a hint of smugness in his demeanor, "It's not just me. Jasper here can handle himself too. You ladies might not know, but we're both proficient in martial arts. I guess Jasper was caught off guard by the audacity of that scoundrel to order his dogs to attack him even after learning his identity that he couldn't defend himself."

"Wow, so in addition to being wealthy and handsome, you guys are skilled fighters too! You're like the complete package!" Penelope gushes, a grin spreading across her face.

"Hmph, so what if you guys are quite skilled? We have the upper hand here as we number in twenties while you punks are just two! For hitting one of our comrades and talking rudely to our boss, we would teach the bot