The Secret Successor

CHAPTER 437

“Is that the guy?” the professional boxer, Gunner, was watching through binoculars while sitting in the car. “Other than the face, he doesn’t look like much.”

“Well, my stupid friends thought the same,” Karensa blurted angrily. “Now, they’re in the hospital with broken limbs. I hope you won’t disappoint me like them.”

“You can count on me, Karen,” he said, making her glare at him, “I mean, Karensa.”

“I wouldn’t have let a loser like you sit in my car if not for my friends being scared of fighting that man,” Karensa growled madly. “If you call me by anything other than my name, I swear, you’ll lose your tongue.”

Gunner’s expression hardened. (This innate slut… if only I didn’t need her uncle’s sponsorship, I wouldn’t be doing this bullshit.) “You called me a loser, didn’t you? I know why you said that. My two-year-old wife stole millions of dollars from me, even though I wrote a prenup with her. She told the lawyers that I coerced her into signing the document, and that filthy, charact