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Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Chapter 1894
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"Morpheus, oh, Morpheus! Haha..." Amidst the chaos, a man's voice cut through with unusual clarity.

Morpheus glanced at the approaching figure. He was seated while Fat Jim stood, though he wasn't much taller.

"Morpheus, you've hit the jackpot!" Fat Jim's laughter crinkled his eyes and nose together. "The spectators are

clamoring for you to have another match! Hehe! You're the pillar of our boxing ring now! How about it?"

He patted Morpheus' shoulder, pinched it hard, and then moved behind to pat his back, but Morpheus grabbed him

by the arm.

"Hehe... Don't be so forceful!" Fat Jim almost lost balance. "Relax a bit. Get ready and keep up the good work! You

can still win the next match!"

"No more," Morpheus muttered. "You know my rule: one match a day."

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"Don't be so rigid! How is one match a day enough? Among all the fighters, your popularity is the highest!"

"Even if it's higher, it's still one match." Morpheus raised an eyebrow, his cold gaze akin to a predator prowling in

the dark.

Fat Jim stiffened slightly.

Morpheus stood up. He was more than a head taller, a towering figure of over 1.90 cm.

It was his entire demeanor, however, that fully conveyed his dominance. His chilling aura made people hesitate to

challenge him.

Sometimes, Fat Jim felt that Morpheus didn't need to fight. He could just step into the boxing ring and intimidate

opponents into submission!

"Well... Morpheus, let's negotiate! As long as you agree to continue fighting, I'll offer you this!" Fat Jim gestured with

his hand.

Morpheus raised an eyebrow. "5,000 dollars?"

"50,000 dollars!"

"No deal," Morpheus replied coldly.

Fat Jim leaned closer to Morpheus' ear and whispered, "Plus a girl..."

Morpheus' hand, clenched around the boxing glove, paused abruptly as he turned to look at him with suspicion.

"What did you say?"

"Hehe..." Fat Jim's laugh turned particularly lecherous. "I knew you couldn't resist this! When was the last time you

touched a woman? Let me tell you, it's one of the girls brought by Kourtney. She seems like an out-of-towner...

"I took a peek at her, and she is really beautiful!"

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Fat Jim nudged Morpheus. "You're in for a treat tonight! Hahaha..."

Morpheus frowned slightly, his gaze darkening.

There was a subtle intention to embarrass him in Fat Jim's words. The notorious slayer of Flinge's boxing ring was

never close to women and had gradually become a topic of external rumors—he wasn't potent.

Despite his well-built physique, he wasn't even considered a man, hesitating around women. This was the heated

gossip circulating outside.

Tonight, Fat Jim's apparent generosity with an extra fight and a girl for Morpheus was probably to satisfy his

curiosity, to see if he would indeed falter.

Morpheus rolled his eyes.

Just then, the door banged open. Several men dragged in a blindfolded girl, with Kourtney following behind and

smiling obsequiously at Fat Jim and Morpheus.