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The Poor Billionaire's Revenge. Chapter 71
By the time Maxwell got on the ring this third time, he was already used to the rules.This time, he wasn’t going to let anyone hit him to the pulp. With his mind set on the book, he imagines all the moves and uses them in his favor.He had just gotten up on stage when his opponent came to the ring. In no time, the whistle came on, and the fight began. Just like him, his opponent has all the tricks and tactics to block the kicks and punches.It didn’t take long before Maxwell sent a punch to the man’s nose. The same man who bullied him a few minutes ago in the changing room.The vibrant arena pulsated with energy as Maxwell stepped into the spotlight, his opponent glaring across the ring. The ear-piercing roar of the crowd reverberated through the air, creating a concerto of cheers, whistles, and drumming excitement.Maxwell, dressed in his flashy, sequined martial art attire, reveled in the attention. He grinned at the sea of faces, each one eager for the manifestation and unfolding
The Poor Billionaire's Revenge. Chapter 72
Maxwell's success story has spread across the city like wildfire. And for the past few weeks, he has been the topic of discussion at the gym.This was his fourth week, and he has successfully defeated four opponents at the match, making him move from the lowest position to the intermediate level.This was the stage where most powerful and skilled people like him missed it. But Maxwell had his own. His reason for contesting was much stronger than the obstacles and discouragement that threatened his life daily.Even though he had reached the intermediate level, which is the very last level before the final match, he didn't intimidate anyone at the gym with it. Rather, a few other colleagues who had been in that position before him always looked for ways to humiliate him out of envy.On this day, he had just walked into the toilet to ease himself before the match when a group of hefty men surrounded him in the hallway. He had no idea the leader of the gang was a powerful man until he got
The Poor Billionaire's Revenge. Chapter 73
The chaos at the Fairmont family house was gradually growing fierce. The company has just lost a major deal as a result of Travis' incompetence.Grandma Elizabeth had called a night before, urging them to make sure they signed the deal as the family funds were reducing drastically. The family accountant had brought a printout of the family's bank statement.Ma Elizabeth furrowed her brows at the devastating figures shown. She quickly picked up her phone and called Duncan. He was like a husband to her since hers had gone to the world beyond.As Duncan sat in his office looking at Travis and Damon, his heart raced through the insults he was going to receive from his mother when she found out he and his son had failed her again. He stared into space as beads of sweat formed on his forehead."How could you be so stupid to lose this gig at this time? I trusted you with this deal, and you ruined it. Is this how you are going to grow the company?" He flung the file to the ground.Travis look
The Poor Billionaire's Revenge. Chapter 74
Maxwell had overslept, only to wake up to the buzzing sound of his cell phone vibrating on his bed. He stretched himself slowly on the bed. An empty glass cup sat bedside, a few inches away from him.He walked up to the mirror by the side of the room and examined his bare skin. A few scratches here and there were sustained from his fights.He traced a finger around his nipples, pouting his lip. He raised his arms, stretching them out like a scorpion ready to sting. There were a few failed attempts to bounce his pecs before he gave up trying to act like Alejandro and his friends. He laughed into the mirror, clapping loudly for himself as the words and the picture of the men flashed through his memory.He turned around with his hands still spread in the air when he heard his door crack open."You are finally awake," Athena said as she walked into his room.Maxwell put his hands down and smiled shyly at her. A part of him suddenly became uncomfortable as she traced her eyes to his bare c
The Poor Billionaire's Revenge. Chapter 75
The moon hung low in the crisp, star-studded sky as a biting wind whispered through skeletal branches. Frost adorned every surface, turning the world into a glistening, silver dreamscape. The air was so still that each breath hung in the thick darkness, visible in fragile clouds.Maxwell's thuds echoed into the darkness beyond. The streetlights lined the center slab of the lonely motorway, casting long, warp shadows on the hard ground, and the only sounds were the distant hoots of an owl and the crunch of footsteps on the icy pavement.Maxwell walked home alone in the dimly lit night, the echo of his footsteps mingling with the distant city sounds.Unbeknownst to him, a menacing gang lurked in the shadows, their intentions dark.Suddenly, a black car surrounded Maxwell with malicious intent. Taunts and threats filled the air as the men closed in on him, their faces obscured by the dim streetlights. But he knew who they were.My good friend, I guess you are prepared for tomorrow's matc
The Poor Billionaire's Revenge. Chapter 76
Zander had parked at the usual spot to pick Maxwell up. The final match is scheduled for 3 p.m.Athena had gone in to take a nap when he sneaked out of the house to meet his uncle. Today is the grand finale for the contest at the gym. He raced as fast as his legs could carry him out of the mansion gate.The security guards stared at him, wondering if he was finally leaving without letting Athena know. He didn't bother to ask about his whereabouts.Maxwell also didn't care what the security man had in mind. Whatever it was, he would find out on his return. He ran even though his bones ached from the beatings he got the previous night.He spotted Zander's Rose Royce from afar and hastened up. He opened the car and got into the passenger's seat, panting and gasping for air."Good afternoon, Zander," Maxwell said while panting.You asked me to pick you up this early; is there something happening at the gym before the match?. Zander asked. He was confused by Maxwell's sudden decision to go
The Poor Billionaire's Revenge. Chapter 77
Maxwell clutched the herb and the belt in his hand. He kissed the belt several times, smiling happily at his achievement.The team of organizers showed up at the gallery, and they took numerous pictures to honor Maxwell's victory.On the same day, he got introduced to numerous club owners who volunteered to sign a contract with him so he could work with them.Zander asked his second in command to pick up all the cards and addresses; much later, they would take out time to sort out the best fit for Maxwell.Zander was even more excited knowing that his nephew had reached a height that his only brother couldn't reach."You deserve a good night's rest, my son." Zander told him.The congratulations came swimming from left and right. Maxwell's broken nose was immediately fixed, and he was helped to the car."I can't go home like this." Maxwell told Zander when he got into the car. — "Athena is very inquisitive, and she has been asking a few funny questions about my true identity."."See, s
The Poor Billionaire's Revenge. Chapter 78
At the hospital, Roger's Russell fumed and paced the vastness of the waiting room. His eyes burned with rage like fire as he saw his son grunt in pain. His face was disfigured, and his eyes were almost bulging out of their sockets.Mosco, I thought you said you dealt with the poor fool a night before the fight; how come he still went into that ring and did this to my son?" Huh! He fumed, grabbing Mosco by the shirt."You fools stood there and let that Dork beat my only son to a pulp; you losers couldn't do anything to protect my child. What the hell do I pay you and your friends for? One assignment was given to you guys, and you ruined everything.""Sir, we tried to defend him at the gym, but it was against the rule, plus the boy had some men protecting him." Mosco defended himself sharply."And you couldn't fight them, huh?"."We were outnumbered.".Cravens! He yelled, tossing Mosco to the side. The part where he had held before stood with heavy creases.Boil-brained fools! Ha!Good
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