Chapter 287

The training grounds were filled with people. A crowd was gathered around the ring, and they were all shouting at the top of their lungs.

"Go, Mrs. Layton!"

"You're amazing, Mrs. Layton!"

"You're my idol, Mrs. Layton!"

There were more cheers like that. Mack and the others stood before the railing on the second floor and gaped at the scene below. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say this was the liveliest boxing match they'd ever seen.

Then, they saw Spencer's expression darken even more. They didn't know whether it was because he was worried about Lucille or because he was jealous.

Spencer didn't immediately stop the match. Instead, he stood there like a king and looked down at the match on the first floor.

In the ring stood a woman dressed in all-black. She wore tight black pants and a long-sleeved black T-shirt.

Perhaps it was because the T-shirt's hem was too long—she'd tied it into a knot beside her waist, showing it off. It was so slender that it was almost it could snap