Chapter 413
Chapter 413 Dark Thoughts
Tyrell belonged to Melody, but Suzanna wasn't about to give up so easily. She wanted to be his daughter, too.
Tyrell shot a glance at her, his eyebrow raised. He looked from her to Cameron, then chuckled softly.
"Well, well. Looks like you've got quite the pull. If you can get the Veinspire Codex from the organizers just like that, how could you let Cameron suffer with that leg for so long?" He paused, letting the weight of his words sink in.
"Unless, of course, you value my son's life more than Cameron's leg? If that's true, I must thank you on Martin's behalf. I'm nearly moved to tears."
Tyrell's words were sharp, and Suzanna was left stunned, her mouth dry.
Cameron, hearing Tyrell's words, eyed Suzanna with suspicion.
"Suzanna, you really think you can just get the Veinspire Codex on your own?" he asked, his voice low.
Suzanna's face went pale. She knew she couldn't. In this world of powerful people, who was she to ask for such a favor?
But it was too late. Her words had already been said, and now there was no taking them back.
As she stood there, unsure of how to fix the mess she'd made, a tall figure approached.
He wore a dark brown coat and exuded a commanding presence.
Those who recognized him knew immediately: it was Mr. Samuel, the head of the Gregoria event.
He walked confidently over to Suzanna and Cameron, offering them a small, reassuring smile.
"Allow me to introduce myself," he said smoothly. "I'm Samuel, director of the international underground boxing event."
He turned to Suzanna and nodded. "After watching everything unfold, I must say I admire your determination, Ms. Suzanna. If you need it, I'll gladly lend you the Veinspire Codex for an emergency." Samuel's sudden appearance sent a wave of surprise through the crowd.
As the organizer of the underground boxing event, his presence was both known and feared.
Whispers had long circulated about his sharp mind and ruthless tactics.
Each year, he carefully arranged the event so that his own people would come out on top, always with a plan so detailed it could have come straight out of a playbook
But this time, everything had gone wrong. A young girl, determined and relentless, had managed to outsmart him.
This forced Samuel to step out from behind the curtain and face her directly.
"Did Suzanna really pull this off?" one person whispered.
"It's not fair! Melody worked so hard, but Suzanna gets what she wants just because Samuel favors her? It feels like a slap in the face!"
"Why is it always Suzanna? She's like
that annoying piece of gum that
never comes off your shoe. No
matter where Melody goes, Suzanna has to follow and make trouble..."
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"Poor Melody ... I just want to give her a hug."
"This is what the world is really like-no fairness at all. Melody spent so much time fighting for it, and Samuel just destroyed her hope with a few words. It's kind of sad, really."
Among the voices of disappointment, Suzanna and Cameron were the ones smiling.
Sean, proud as ever, couldn't stop grinning.
He showered his daughter with praise, calling her the Bringer of Fortune, delighted she had managed to rescue Cameron from his troubles. Cameron, still pleased, took the opportunity to taunt Melody.
"Melody, I think you're going to be disappointed.
"I'll get back up," Cameron said with calm resolve.
"And when I do, you're the first one I'll deal with-along with your YM Cosmetics!"
Melody tilted her head and smiled. "I'll be waiting."
She knew Suzanna's dry needling skills were ... up to the task.
One little prick from Suzanna, Cameron's legs were as good as done for. No hundred-year slumber this time.