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When she saw this, she couldn’t help but stifle a giggle as she covered her mouth. This made the boy
who was beaten scratch his head in embarrassment but did not dare to cry out in pain.
“Miss Meyers, you’re here,” Dwayne, a man in his early thirties, came over to greet her.
“Mr. Dwayne, do you have time? I also want to pick up some self-defense,” she said sincerely.
He was obviously willing to teach her when he heard this and nodded. “Of course, I have time. As long
as Miss Meyers is keen on learning, I can teach you some simple self-defense techniques.
“Really? Thank you so much,” she thanked him gratefully.
“All right, come on! I’ll teach you two moves right now, and we’ll see how good your reflexes are.” He
was enthusiastic about teaching her.
Angela had never tried combat sports before and appeared a little clumsy. However, her coach, Mr.
Dwayne, adeptly clasped her hand, stood behind her, and wrapped his arms around her, saying, “Think
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtof a way to fight back if I’m the bad guy.”
She didn’t feel restrained because of such close contact, and the trainees on the side were enthralled
watching her.
At this time, Trevor happened to pass by the window, and when he heard the sound, he hurriedly
glanced over. The sight stunned him because he saw Mr. Dwayne hug Angela from behind on her waist
before pressing her to the ground.
Even though Mr. Dwayne was clearly teaching boxing, Trevor thought this was inappropriate! After
secretly recording the scene for over ten seconds, he dashed toward the conference room. He rushed
in front of Richard as soon as he entered the door.
“Richie, Miss Meyers is having boxing training with Mr. Dwayne. Please take a look. Trevor showed
Richard the video. of Angela being pressed against her shoulder while Mr. Dwayne knelt on one knee
on her back.
After a while, Jared joined in on the fun, and when he saw the video, he envied Mr. Dwayne.
“I believe it would be more appropriate for you to instruct Miss Meyers, Richard,” Jared said.
Richard’s brow furrowed once he heard
that suggestion; Angela must have had a lot of free time.
“Richard, take over Mr. Dwayne’s job! This is something you should do. I’m worried Mr. Dwayne will
injure Miss Meyers if he uses too much force.” Trevor purposefully provoked Richard, making him
leave.
“Yeah! If Miss Meyers sprains her slender arms and legs, she will have to rest for a month,” Jared
added.
“Which training room is she in?” Richard asked, closing his laptop.
“It’s located in the north,” “Trevor responded quickly.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWith that, Richard stood up, pushed open the door, and walked out. Trevor and Jared trailed behind
him to watch the fun as well. They were looking forward to seeing how Richie would train Miss Meyers.
Before Richard could open the door, he heard Angela cry and moan as if she was being tortured. As a
result, his brow furrowed, and his pace quickened.
When Richard entered the training room, Mr. Dwayne had trapped her arms and waist while he
coached her on methods to counterattack.
Richard’s eyes narrowed, and a look of displeasure flashed across his face. He was aware that close
contact was required for this type of self-defense technique, but the scene bothered him.
“Mr. Richard,” someone greeted.
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