Chapter 63
The so–called “elite sports” these wealthy heirs and heiresses enjoyed were not anything too exotic–just some expensive hobbies like golf, fencing, and indoor climbing. After half an hour, Andrew was already bored and ready to leave.
Meanwhile, Dexter, wearing gloves, sparred in a flashy taekwondo match with Harvey. Christina and Dexter’s date sat below, snacking and clapping excitedly.
Francesca was equally captivated. While she was not exactly smitten with Harvey, she could not deny his allure as a wealthy young man from a prominent family.
In contrast, Andrew sat off to the side, looking more like a bystander than a participant. Francesca assumed he probably did not even know what taekwondo was and would just swing wildly if he tried.
Worried that he would try to slip away, she reminded him, “Lauren just stepped out to handle something, but she’ll be back soon. Even if you’re bored, you need to wait for her. Don’t you dare leave!”
Up on the mat, Harvey and Dexter finished their sparring match with theatrical flourishes, removing their gloves and bowing to their female audience. Christina smiled proudly. Harvey was her chosen prince charming, and everything seemed perfect.
The only flaw was that her ex, Andrew, happened to be there too,
eyesore.
a minor but irritating
“Harvey, your taekwondo skills have improved tremendously during your years abroad. You must be close to professional level now!” Dexter exclaimed.
Harvey chuckled modestly. “Well, between my studies, I managed to reach an eighth–degree black belt. It’s nothing too special.”
Dexter gasped. “Eighth degree? That’s incredible! No wonder I could only last two rounds against you! You must be tougher than most professionals!”
Harvey laughed. “Don’t sell yourself short, Dexter. At least you held out for two round With my rank, I’m probably as good as it gets in Holtriens.”
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“Harvey, you’re just amazing–a black belt at such a young age! That’s unbelievable,” Dexter gushed.
Andrew’s head was spinning from their ridiculous mutual admiration. Their amateur moves hardly warranted such excessive praise.
Dexter glanced at Andrew and addressed Francesca. “Fran, maybe your friend should give it a try. He looks bored just sitting there!”
Francesca hesitated. “Maybe not! Andrew’s not trained. I wouldn’t want him, to cause trouble for you both.”
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Dexter threw a few dramatic air punches and replied, “No worries! I’ll teach him the basics, but there are no guarantees he won’t get a few bumps and bruises. It’ll just show if he’s a real man or… something else.”
Harvey stood with his hands in his pockets, smiling. “Let him spar with Dexter, Fran. What’s there to be afraid of? I’ll even give him some pointers. He might not beat Dexter, but he’ll learn something!”
Francesca forced a smile. “Alright, I’ll ask him. But please go easy on him.”
She went to Andrew and said, “They’ve invited you, so just humor them for a bit. Don’t worry. I’ve asked them not to hurt you.
Andrew looked thoroughly unimpressed. “I’m not interested in these childish games.”
“Childish games?” Francesca frowned. “Didn’t you hear? Harvey is an eighth–degree black belt! Don’t embarrass yourself by underestimating them!”
