This was a private boxing and fitness club, covering an area of more than 5,000 square meters.There was a shooting range to the west.
One could learn horsemanship here in its subsidiary.
It had only more than 1,000 anonymous members who enjoyed high privacy and professional services from only thousands of employees.
Among so many businesses under the Hopkins Group, this club was Christina’s favorite.
She had been longing to have a look, but she was grounded because of pregnancy.
To her dismay, there was a sign hanging at the door of the huge and exquisite entertainment club.
It was closed.
“Patrick, I’ve found the number you asked me to check…”
Chandler was holding the notebook computer in his right hand, pushing the door open with his left hand.
It was dim in the room, with only a row of lights on.
The empty seats made it desert and cold.
Patrick actually sent all the waiters away.
As he walked a hundred meters into the club, the lights gradually brightened.
As soon as he entered the boxing area, he vaguely heard a familiar wail.
The corner of Chandler’s lips raised.
He felt helpless.
“Patrick, Chandler is here.Let’s rest for a while…”
Charles’ hands were tightly wrapped in gloves, but he was unable to ward off Patrick’s attack.
He felt terrible as he was always the one who got bitten when practicing with Patrick.
Upon seeing someone, Charles roared, gasping for breath.
The man in front of him seemed to be lost in his world.
Ignoring him, he raised his right hand and punched him.
Charles’ eyes widened in fear.
Patrick’s fighting skills were agile and lethal.
He almost thought he was going to be sent to the hospital.
“The number you dialed back yesterday is Derek’s.”
As Patrick’s punch was about to land on Charles, Chandler stood under the stage with his arms folded across his chest.
He looked at Charles on the stage and said.
The punch was missed, and Charles fell into the corner of the ring.
His forehead was covered in sweat.
Gasping for breath, he said through gritted teeth, “Christina, damn…”
He knew Patrick wouldn’t be so calm as he looked when Derek took her away yesterday.But he couldn’t figure out he was the unlucky guy again.
Charles held a grudge against Christina secretly.
“Christina borrowed his phone to call you.That might be the case.”
Chandler took a look at Charles and sympathized with him.
He continued in a calm voice, “I also found six properties under Derek’s name in A City.Do you need to follow them…”
Patrick remained in silence.
But when he heard Chandler’s words, he impatiently took off the gloves of his hands, threw them into the center of the stage, and strode down the stage.
Charles heaved a big sigh of relief.
Chandler looked at him and couldn’t withdraw his laughter.
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