Chapter 212 I Refuse

Anyone into boxing had heard of Howard. He was the youngest Cetherlander ever to win the World Wrestling Championship, and everyone in Cetherland’s boxing circle was proud of him.

Hearing Draco’s words, people started turning their heads.

“No way, it’s Howard Jenson, that wrestling world champ!”

“Howard, I’m a huge fan of yours! Can we take a picture together? Can I get your autograph?”

“I’ve heard the youngest wrestling world champ in Cetherland comes from one of Slosa’s elite families, the Jensons. But I never thought he’d actually show up in town. And at Dragon Peak Boxing Club, of all places! I can’t believe I ran into him. Today really is my lucky day!”

“Today is definitely our lucky day!”

The place instantly grew a little chaotic as people began whispering excitedly to one another.

Luckily, there weren’t too many people around.

Tilda stopped training.

She glanced at Howard, frowning.

What’s this annoying jerk doing here? I finally have time to train, and yet I run into the last person I want to see. Just my luck.

Howard dropped his backpack and ignored everyone else, locking his eyes on Tilda.

“Sorry, everyone, but whatever you need will have to wait. Tilda, since we’re both here, let’s have our match right now! There’s no need to wait for another day! No matter who wins this time, the loser has to admit defeat. No excuses!”

Huh?

The crowd was completely caught off guard by that twist.

Their eyes darted from Howard to Tilda.

It seemed like the wrestling world champ was fired up to take on this girl.

For those who had just watched Tilda train, it was obvious she was a pro. Still, it was hard to tell just how strong she really was.

Tilda didn’t even spare Howard a look.

She pulled off her gloves and said coldly, “No, I refuse.”

“You what did you say?”

Howard was stunned.

He really thought that if he challenged her, Tilda would accept without a second thought.

Howard never imagined she’d turn him down.

Tilda ignored him and started to walk away.

“Tilda, stop! You can’t just walk away! What kind of fighter are you if you run from a challenge?”

Howard was about to rush over and grab her.

Luckily, Draco moved fast and stepped in front of Howard.

“Howard, calm down. If Tilda doesn’t want to fight, you can’t force her.”

Besides, Howard’s size and championship status were too intimidating.

No matter how skilled Tilda was, she couldn’t possibly be Howard’s match.

A guy fighting a girl in boxing just wasn’t fair. It was obvious who would lose.

“I can’t just let it go… Now that I finally get the chance for a rematch, I’m not going to let it slip by!”

Howard had spent night after night agonizing over those two defeats. His dignity was already in pieces.

Beating Tilda was the only way he could wipe away the shame and get past these nightmares.

“Howard…”

“Stay out of it!”

At that moment, Howard had eyes only for Tilda.

His temper flared, and when Draco tried to block him, Howard shoved him out of the way a little too hard.

Draco went tumbling to the floor.

“Boss!”

Seeing him wince in pain, the front desk girl panicked and didn’t know what to do.

Howard finally calmed down a bit. He stared at Draco in shock.

Tilda’s expression instantly darkened.

She hurried over and helped Draco up.

“Draco, are you okay?”

“I’m fine… ow.”

Draco rubbed his backside, wincing at the pain.

Chapter 212 I Refuse

He’d hit the ground hard without any warning. He figured he might have hurt his tailbone.

Tilda glared at Howard and said sharply, “Apologize!”

Howard had meant to apologize.

But as soon as Tilda demanded it, he didn’t feel like apologizing anymore.

“I… If you agree to fight me and win, you can make me do whatever you want.”

Howard offered a compromise.

Call him shameless or whatever. He was determined to fight Tilda today.

“Howard, you really are a piece of trash. You’re such a pathetic loser with no shame!”

Tilda didn’t hold back as she insulted Howard.

“You…”

“What? Did I say anything wrong? You show up in a boxing club, hurt the owner, and you don’t even bother to apologize. Anyone with a shred of decency would apologize. You didn’t even help him up. You’re the son of the Jensons, huh? Seems like you have no conscience at all, just like the rest of your family. Even animals have more compassion than you guys! Then Tilda looked at everyone else. Go ahead and record me, put it online, post it everywhere. Let’s show everyone what a bully this Jenson kid really is!”

“Tilda! I… it’s not like I don’t want to apologize. I know I screwed up. I just want one match with you. That’s it!”