Chapter 917
Night of Destiny
When Mr. Dwayne saw Richard approaching, he immediately released Angelaâs arm and said, âCaptain
Lloyd, youâre here.â
The practice left Angela out of breath as this self-defense technique was challenging. She was already
perspiring after only two training sessions.
âMr. Dwayne, letâs continue,â she said, looking at Richard, who had unexpectedly appeared.
Dwayne was about to resume his training when he was met with Richardâs piercing gaze.
He was taken aback and immediately. realized the significance of Richardâs stare. As a result, he
looked at his watch and exclaimed, âOh! I have another meeting to attend. Miss Meyers, I wonât be able
to train you, so Iâll let Captain Lloyd take over. I have to leave right now!
Dwayne ran away after speaking. There were some scandals involving Angela and Richard in the
base.
As the training coach, Dwayne was naturally able to read the room.
When Angela saw Dwayne leaving, she asked while rubbing her aching arm, âCaptain Lloyd, do you
have time to teach me?â
âI can teach you as long as you want to learn,â Richard said as he nodded slightly.
She smiled, remembering the tricks that Mr. Dwayne had just taught her. This is an excellent
opportunity for revenge. Iâm going to kick his ass.
âCome on then! Teach me some moves.â Angela was eagerly welcoming him. She was willing to learn
if he wanted to teach her.
Trevor, who had just entered the room, looked around at the trainees who were enjoying themselves as
they watched the scene play before them. âSorry, Richard wants to teach in private, so please leave,â
he said in a rush.
The students were excited to watch Angelaâs training but were now forced to leave.
Trevor and Jared didnât stay long. carefully closing the door behind them.
Angela realized it was Trevorâs idea and felt powerless.
âCaptain Lloyd, where should we start?â she inquired of the man before her.
Her heart twitched slightly as Richard circled her, and all of a sudden, her slender neck was bound by
his strong arms. She felt an intense pressure on her neck.
She didnât expect him to start off with a spar, which caused her to feel pressured as her brain screamed
that things were becoming dangerous.
âAre you serious, Richard?â Angela inhaled deeply, feeling out of breath.
âCounterattack with any trick you can think of,â Richard said softly into her ear, his arm slackening
slightly.
At this point, Angela concentrated on recalling what Mr. Dwayne had just taught her, then raised her
elbows to attack Richardâs temples. Unfortunately, her move only worked for Mr. Dwayne, and did not
work for Richard, who was tall.
Even if she tiptoed and threw his elbow from the side of his profile, it would only be to the point of
touching it and would cause him no harm.
It would diminish Angelaâs strength if she had to face a man with ill intentions who was as tall as
Richard..
As such, she struggled in Richardâs arms, but his sturdy arm around her neck was immovable.
She didnât want him to look down on her, so after recalling Mr. Dwayneâs explanation of the entire set of
self defense techniques, Angela exclaimed, âI can use any method, am I right?â
âYeah,â Richard hummed quietly.
Right then, Angela lifted her feet to stepon the back of his instep, but she missed as he had already
predicted her moves.
As a result, Angela flushed with rage and attempted to remove him from her person, but his grip was
too tight, and she couldnât pry his finger off.
She was left with only one option: headbutt Richard.
Yet, Angela didnât manage to hit his chin, but it did hurt her neck. She couldnât help but hiss, and
Richard, who had been holding her neck, finally let her go.
A flushed Angela rubbed her neck as she looked at him in frustration. She was as frail as an ant in front
of him.