Ch-8 Taekwondo champion!

Gloria really had no way out of this mess, she had challenged him to the bet, and now… she had never imagined that she herself would fall into the pit she had dug for someone else!

Gloria had no choice but to kneel on the ground with her face turning tomato red. She was practically trembling under the gaze of the people around her, and started to speak;

"Forgive me, Master–"

"How disgusting… nevermind!"

Noah hissed as he glanced at Gloria from corner of his eyes and said contemptuously,

"I don't want such a disobedient and disrespectful servant, I have no use for you. If you want to honor the bet, then you can just sing my praises instead."

"What?!"

Gloria looked up and glared at Noah as if she could murder him right here, right now.

"Noah, don't push your luck any further!"

WHAM!

Tom gave her another slap on the back of the head;

"Shut your damn mouth! Just do as you are told, and apologize to Mr. Smith. Stop cribbing right now!"

Gloria felt like it would be better if a dinosaur