Chapter 192 Menu John Wilson retorted defiantly, âSisterâinâlaw didnât say anything, so neither will I!â Heâd been outsmarted by his brother again.
Unbelievable! It had been this way his whole life!
Jackâs voice sharpened, âMy patience is wearing thin.â
found me in a dumpster.â
âBro, are you sure Iâm your real brother? I bet you found âGlad you know,â Jack replied.
John Wilson exploded.âI donât care! Iâm your real brother! You want answers? Make âherâ talk, huh?â He slammed the phone down in a huff â they were always picking on him!
Jack tried calling several times, but the brat wouldnât answer. He rubbed his temples in frustration. He texted, âWings getting too big, huh?â The little punk! Had John Wilson blabbed something that made Alice suspicious of his identity? Jack felt a pang of anxiety. But John Wilsonâs words didnât sound quite right.
Changing clothes, Jack went outside and saw Alice sitting alone on the floor, looking forlorn and isolated. He felt a pang of sympathy.
He walked over and tossed a pair of boxing gloves at her, hitting her squarely in the chest.
âOuch!â Alice yelped, turning to see Jack smirking. The urge to punch him overwhelmed her.
âDid you do that on purpose?â she demanded.
âObviously not. Did you see âmeâ throw it? It rolled over itself.â
ÙØ§Ù ٠اع٠ا٠کرÙÛ Ø¢ÛØ§ Ø§ÙØ± âYou think Iâd believe that?â Alice had been dwelling on John Wilsonâs words, feeling down, bu now she was just furious.
Jack picked up the gloves.âThen prove me wrong. Letâs spar.â
Alice gritted her teeth. Seeing the bandage still on his shoulder, she realized he hadnât taken it off.
Jack followed her gaze.âDonât worry, Iâm guarding them.â
Did this guy âeverâ speak normally?
Alice launched a surprise punch, connecting perfectly. She grinned, stepping back.âYou werenât paying attention.â
Jack touched his chin, his eyes locked on hers.âToo weak. Needs work.â.
Alice refused to be outdone, charging at him. They traded blows in the ring.
His voice was lazily drawling, âToo slow. Is your reaction time that bad? Are you a turtle?â
âYou have openings! Use your head, not just brute force!â
âToo soft! Put some power behind it! Didnât you eat?â
Alice was about to explode. He criticized her speed, then her openings, then her power. How could he be so infuriatingly critical?
Finally, exhausted, she collapsed onto the floor.âI canât do this anymore.â
Jack looked down at her.âGood. Youâre tired.â Too tired to overthink things.
e handed her a clean towel. Too tired to even lift her arms, she didnât move. Jack sat beside her, wiping the sweat from her face.
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Chapter 192 Alice felt his touch, her heart skipping a beat.
She took the towel.âI can do it myself.â
Menu Jack didnât say anything, placing two water bottles nearby. He was also tired. Alice had made significant progress, her punches stronger than most women. The coach was right; she had real talent.
Wiping the sweat, Alice felt relaxed, too drained to worry about anything. They sat in comfortable silence as the setting sun cast beautiful light into the gym.
Jack finally broke the silence.âWhat did John Wilson say to you?â
âHow did you know?â
Alice stared at him, apprehensive. Had Jack noticed something? The man was sharp; it wouldnât be easy to hide anything from him.
Jack was equally anxious, unsure what John Wilson had told Alice.
He remained calm.âDonât take his words to heart.â
âI know,â Alice replied, calmer now.âI just asked him a question, but he never answered.â
âWhat did you ask?â Jackâs breath hitched. Heâd never been this nervous during business negotiations.
Alice hesitated, then, thinking Jack knew John Wilson and seemed friendly with him, maybe he knew the answer? John Wilson would only quit the finals for someone incredibly important.
Jack looked at her intently.âYou donât trust me?â
âNo, but itâs not a big deal. I just asked if heâd ever quit a competition because of someone.â Alice realized her question was inappropriate. How was John Wilson supposed to answer that?
Jack found the question odd.âWhy did you ask that?â
âJust... curious,â Alice mumbled, unable to tell the truth.
Jack remembered John Wilsonâs earlier words and understood the kidâs agitated questioning. He smirked.âYou wouldnât happen to be trying to find John Wilsonâs weakness so heâll quit next yearâs competition, would you?â
âWhat are you talking about? Am I that kind of person?â Alice was shocked. Sheâd never stoop to such tactics. Competitions were about skill, about winning fairly! Winning unfairly was meaningless. But seeing Jackâs expression, she realized John Wilson must have misunderstood, too.
âThen why did you ask? And why are you so upset about it?â Jack thought about Alice and John Wilson standing together at the competition, a strange unease settling in his chest.
Alice wanted to explain, but she couldnât reveal the real reason. She hesitated.âOkay, I admit I was testing him a bit.â
Jack studied her, sensing she wasnât being entirely truthful.
âYou seem awfully curious about John Wilson,â he stated.
Alice nodded.âI am.â She needed to determine if John Wilson was the man from her that required interaction.
past life, and Jack squeezed his water bottle tightly, his gaze intense.âHeâs just a kid.â
54 7 Chapter 192 Menu âHeâs two years older than me! Weâre adults! And âkidâ makes you sound old!â Jack chuckled and pinched her cheek.âWhoâs old?â
Alice rubbed her face.âWhoever it applies to.â
Looking at him, she realized he wasnât old, he was young, handsome, and incredibly fit. The interaction felt charged.
She stood abruptly.âI need to change.â She fled, slapping her face. Donât overthink it. After showering and changing, she found him leaning against the wall, his posture effortlessly elegant.
They left the gym together, walking sideâbyâside toward Cloud University, their shadows nearly merging.
âAlice,â a voice called.
Nathanâs car was parked on the side of the road. He rushed over, his expression grim.
older your Alice frowned, wanting nothing to do with him. But he pressed on.âAlice, I heard brother is using his connections in the legal field to make things difficult for you.â
Alice raised an eyebrow.âSo?â
*Alice, the Alice family suffered huge losses from losing that bid. Your brother is furious. If youâre seeking revenge, youâve achieved your goal. Why press charges and go to court?â