Bryson, tall and imposing, gave no hint of the bandages hidden under his suit.
He shot Rodrigo a cold look. “Why waste time with words after a lost bet?”
That set Rodrigo off. He gestured to his men, challenging, “Bet with me again! Let’s see who can do more push-ups, you or my guy! If you win, you will get three hundred million. If you lose, you will jump off the ship!”
Hannah gasped. Rodrigo was pushing Bryson into a corner.
He seemed to suspect Bryson was the injured one on the ship.
If Bryson accepted and did all those push-ups, his wound might reopen, betraying him if blood seeped through his clothes!
She pressed her lips together, unsure of what to do next.
Bryson gave Rodrigo a cool look. “No need. I don’t need your money.”
Rodrigo raised an eyebrow, challenging him. “What? Are you scared now?”
Hannah pushed her way through the crowd. “What’s going on here?
Aren’t you forgetting something important?”
Rodrigo, seeing Hannah, still focused on the bet. “Let’s settle this bet first!”
Hannah stood next to Rodrigo, signaling Bryson with a look to get out of there quickly.
But Bryson stood still, his expression growing darker.
Caleb chimed in, “Wilde, if your guy is competing on your behalf, there’s no need for my boss to do it himself. I’ll take his place!”
Rodrigo lost his temper at Caleb. “Who do you think you are? You think you can bet with me? Fuck off!
Bryson’s voice was icy, his eyes flashing with anger. “And what makes you think you’re so special?”
Rodrigo’s fists tightened.
Bryson was no pushover. If Rodrigo really took him on, he might be the one to regret it.
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“Rodrigo, we’re here to make money, not trouble. Don’t start something, or it might be a fight to the end,” Hannah warned.
“I’m ready to fight him to the end!” Rodrigo, pointing a finger at Bryson, declared with intensity, “I’ve changed my mind. I must gamble with you till the end today!”
He shrugged off his coat, eyeing Bryson with determination. “Let’s get to it!”
Bryson narrowed his eyes, a menacing grin on his face, and simply replied, “Okay.”
Hannah, alarmed, tried to intervene, but Bryson’s stern look held her back. Reluctantly, she stepped aside, her brow furrowed with concern.