Slumdog billionaire husband novel (Gerald Kenneth) novel Chapter 384

Chapter 384 Come on the Stage

There were close to 100 participants in Group A. Gerald thought the first round of matches could last for two or three hours, but it ended in less than an hour!

“The winner is Sin City’s Rayna!”

Gerald was surprised. It sounded like a woman’s name.

“Ellamae!” At this time, a voice sounded next to them. Gerald looked over and saw several people

walking toward them.

The man in the lead surprised Gerald. It was Ivan!

Gerald did not expect Ivan would come to this competition, and it seemed that he had formed a

team with Ellamae.

Ivan was dressed in a suit and came up to Ellamae and Gerald. Then he frowned. “Is he also invited

by you?”

Ivan looked at Gerald. “What level are you at?”

Ellamae said, “I’m just chatting with him. He doesn’t have any Vital Energy. He came to the

competition to… commit suicide!”

Gerald was shocked. He didn’t expect Ellamae to be so simple and completely believed his words.

“Suicide?” Ivan looked at Gerald with a faint smile. “If you want dead, I can help you.”

Gerald glanced at him indifferently.

Among the participants, Ivan’s level was quite high, ranking thirty–sixth on the Star List. Ivan was

known for his brutality and nicknamed Butcher.

Gerald had few dealings with him. One time was in the bar, and the other was when Ivan came over

to threaten Gerald and the others to pay protection money.

However, what Gerald did not know was that Ivan actually worked under Johnnie. Compared to

Johnnie’s other men, Ivan was relatively free.

Gerald did not have much of an impression of him. The only impression he had was Elena beside him, who was very enthusiastic.

“Don’t talk nonsense with him,” Ivan said, looking up at Ellamae, “Come over. We need to discuss

tactics.”

Ellamae nodded. Then she glanced at Gerald and said, “Remember my word. It’s always good to be

alive.”

After a while, people started returning backstage. Some were injured and were being carried by stretchers. Others were walking with minor wounds.

Gerald estimated that there were roughly 100 people who had gone in. Probably only half of them could survive carrying serious injuries for life.

All of a sudden, Gerald found the punk girl in the crowd.

She looked ragged. Her hair was messy, and her stockings were broken, revealing her white skin.

However, she seemed to be in a good mood. While walking backstage, she came to Gerald and smiled sweetly at him. “I’ve made it through the first round!”

Gerald was surprised. “Are you Rayna?”

The girl smiled sweetly. “Yes!”

Gerald said, “I didn’t see that at all.”

“Do you know why I sat beside you?” Rayna asked.

Gerald shook his head.

“I have an intuition. You should be able to enter the finals too. I will meet you tomorrow,” Rayna

said with a smile.

“Me?” Gerald grinned.

“Yes. I have a feeling that you are an expert and my biggest competitor. So I sat beside