Chapter 386 The Final Countdown.
Chapter 386 The Final Countdown
As for the second treasure prepared by the organizers from Gregoria, its nature remained undisclosed.
A sense of unease stirred in Melody’s heart; knowing Gregoria’s devious ways, she was sure they had some sinister trick.
For now, though, with no answers in sight, they could only take things one step at a time.
Exhausted, Melody closed her eyes, letting Edward carry her home to rest.
She slept for an entire day and night, gathering her strength.
Time moved on, and the tournament resumed as scheduled after a two–day pause in the finals.
The spot once held by William was now taken over by James Brown, a towering figure of a six–foot–five–tall man with a rugged face framed by a thick beard.
He stood sternly but indifferently in the boxing ring, reading off the list of finalists.
Only ten fighters remained.
After Spencer’s accident, Melody had KO’d Camel, filling in his spot as one of the ten final competitors.
Tonight’s fights promised to be intense, yet as the audience gathered in their seats, many seemed sluggish and drained.
Quite a few of Sommerville’s wealthy young elites, having placed heavy bets, were hooked up to IVs, arriving with the help of bodyguards.
In the ring, each fighter exuded power and appeal–broad–shouldered, muscular, and giving off the strength that seemed ready to crush an opponent at any moment.
The scene below was quite a spectacle but filled with a rather sickly vibe.
Alfred leaned against the octagon ring cage, a thermometer dangling from his mouth, his expression a mix of emotions as he glanced at the composed Edward. He said, “Edward, we’re family, after all,” he said. “How could you give me the same stuff?
“My life matters too, you know! I heard that medicine has side effects that could affect reproductive functions!
“I’m still young! I haven’t even given our family any heirs yet. You’re so eruel. How can you do this to me? Geez!”
Alfred sulked beside him, the thermometer still in his mouth.
Edward, clearly annoyed, didn’t bother with Alfred’s usual antics and coldly tossed the blame to Brandon, “Oh, go
talk to him.”
Alfred’s face turned as if he were holding in a bowel movement, a mix of embarrassment and anger flooding over him.
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He marched up to Brandon, grabbed him, and leaned in to whisper conspiratorially, “Hey, Brandon. Since you have this amazing skill, why didn’t you properly treat me?”
The implications of his words were clear, and he couldn’t resist the urge to poke fun.
After all, if Edward wanted to mess with someone, it would be one thing. But to turn that same treatment on him? That was an unexpected twist.
It was evident there were some shady characters in their organization, and Alfred was looking for a bit of fun to tease Brandon, the ever–serious one, reminding him of the consequences of provoking him.
Brandon, a hulking figure, rarely showed much emotion in front of the chattering Alfred. Still, his normally stoic face cracked just slightly as he replied hoarsely, “What? You think Bernard can’t handle
this.”
“Alfred, how did you find out? Did you spill the beans?”
Alfred was left dumbfounded. Huh? What kind of top–tier gossiping is this?
Just then, Felicity happened to walk by, her face a mix of shock and amusement as she gave a thumbs–up. “Respect, understanding, blessings. Then, she tilted her head, looking at Brandon earnestly. “And you?”
Brandon shook his head thoughtfully. I don’t agree!
“We can’t let the Sacher family line die out.
“Mr. Alfred, could you at least wait until I have a girlfriend before you try to turn Bernard into something else
Alfred responded, “What the hell? Seriously?”
Then, Bernard, who had just arrived, was equally puzzled. “Huh?”
Who even understands? It felt like he was walking through the neighborhood, where even a dog could get its reputation ruined by some casual gossip from the local moms.
Not that he was a dog, of course. But seriously, Bernard’s reputation was taking a hit!
“You don’t have to make such a big deal to defend my innocent‘ reputation.
“If you want a partner, we might delay school worldwide until November.”
“You’re killing me.” Brandon playfully smacked his younger brother on the forehead. This was less likely than the end of the world!
