Married to a Secret Billionaire (Stella Taylor) novel Chapter 78

Chapter 78 Liam Lost

Stella was stunned.

That person?

She followed Mia's finger and saw Eric's profile not far away.

Although the lighting in the venue was dim, it was not difficult to recognize him.

"What?" Mia said inexplicably, "Is Mr. Smith also a fan of your husband?"

Stella gently bit her lip.

Thinking back to Eric's unusual behavior of inquiring about Liam in the past few days, Stella felt that his appearance here was very strange.

Could it be that he really had some grudge against Liam?

This was a boxing match, and it was common for boxers to get injured. If he wanted to do something here, wouldn't it be too easy?

The more Stella thought about it, the more worried she became.

But now the venue was already crowded, and the match would start in a few minutes. She was not familiar with the backstage area and couldn't go there to deliver a message to Liam.

She hesitated for a moment, then took out her phone, and found a quiet place outside to call Aiden.

...

The match was intense.

The first few rounds went smoothly. Although that person had once held the championship, he was no match for Liam. Liam fought more and more bravely, and the atmosphere in the arena became even more heated. The spectators screamed continuously, many of them waving flags and cheering for the fighters in the ring.

Liam was like a ferocious beast made of steel, even his fierce gaze intimidating his opponent.

His hook punches were neat, hitting the vital points.

After another round, the opponent leaned against the iron cage, panting heavily. The look in his eyes showed a hint of fear. The referee called for a break, and both sides made some adjustments. Liam looked down toward the audience area but could not find that petite figure.

He furrowed his brows.

He had seen Stella sitting there backstage just now.

His heart suddenly felt empty.

However, when the bell rang, he continued to focus on the match without any expression on his face. But he couldn't help but glance at the spectator stands until Eric's figure suddenly caught his eye.

His expression froze, a fierce light flashing in the depths of his eyes.

What was Eric doing here? How did this guy know that he had a match today?

And what is his purpose in showing up here?

A series of questions hovered in Liam's mind. In the blink of an eye, he suddenly realized that he shouldn't have performed so conspicuously in those few rounds just now. Even if Eric didn't work for Christopher, he was likely to work against him. He could not expose his identity to Eric.

He was Liam, not Noah.

In the boxing ring, he was dazed. His opponent threw a punch at him, and he failed to dodge it.

He deliberately froze in place, and that punch landed heavily on his brow bone, instantly breaking the skin and drawing blood.

The audience let out a burst of boos. Those who had been cheering and excited just now stared blankly at the arena.

"What's going on? Did he fall asleep?"

"Weren't the previous few rounds fine?"

"It seems that this guy is not that strong. Boring!"

In the crowd, Eric frowned and watched with doubt.

In the remaining half of the match, the opponent became more and more fierce, while Liam seemed to be sleepwalking, unable to fight back at all. He kept covering his head to defend himself.