Mable stood in the center of the ring with her head slightly lowered. As she looked at the blood all over her hands, she finally felt better.
Sure enough, she could only suppress her restless emotions by venting this way.
Mable was ready to get off the stage.
At this time, rose petals suddenly fell from above.
“Sonora, I love you. Marry me!”
A familiar voice, familiar lines, and a familiar scene appeared in front of her again.
Leo walked up to the stage and knelt on one knee in front of Mable. Not only did he have flowers in his hand, but he was also holding a huge diamond ring this time.
“My dear, charming Sonora, please say yes to my marriage proposal. I’ll always love you, protect you, and be absolutely loyal to you. I’ll give you everything, even my life.”
Leo was the boss behind Leaux’s underground boxing arena, so he received the news as soon as Mable showed up.
Mable looked condescendingly at the man kneeling in front of her. She had no emotions on her cold face. “I don’t like flowers, and I have plenty of diamonds. Your life is useless to me.”
After saying that, she quickly walked off the stage.
Leo hurriedly chased after her and asked, “Then what do you want, Sonora?”
Rahman, who was waiting under the stage, came over.
“General Leo, Sonni is a non-marriage advocate. You’d better give up.”
‘I just got rid of Blair, and here comes another one. There’s no peace!’
Leo was unresigned and continued to go after Mable. “We don’t have to get married as long as you’re willing to be with me.”
As long as he could be with her, what did it matter if they were married or not?
Rahman twitched his mouth. ‘You’re willing to accept that?’
At this time, he heard Hugh’s voice through his earbuds. “Rahman, Blair is here!”
“What?”
“They’ve entered the boxing arena!”
Rahman cursed to himself. He tugged at Mable’s hand and ran toward the back door.
“Mable!!!”
His shout was masked by the loud propellers, lost in the wind.
Mable took off her mask on the helicopter and looked down at the man yelling her name. Her heart ached again as if stabbed.
“I really underestimated Blair. He found us so quickly.
“It seems we can’t stay here anymore. Let’s go straight to Flynn Island, where Salomon’s auction is going to be held. We’ll go there in advance and ask for some information.”
“Mm.”
Mable responded to him and closed her eyes after that.
…
Blair looked at the gradually disappearing helicopter in the night sky. A huge sense of powerlessness and frustration almost drowned him.
The night wind was bleak and desolate.
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