My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

Luke went straight up to the stage.

His eyes firmly fixed on King, filled with a resolve of burning all bridges.

Luke had misunderstood James's meaning.

He thought James meant that even if the match were lost and the prisoner was to be handed over to Interpol, there would still be other ways to interrogate her.

But from Luke's perspective, he had to keep Vera South here.

Otherwise, it would be a disgrace for the Special Division.

After sending out ten people, they still couldn't defeat King, and if word got out that they had the advantage yet lost the fight, it would be humiliating!

He had to save their dignity!

Luke took a deep breath and launched an attack at King!

Unfortunately, Luke wasn't in the same league as King. Before Luke's fist could reach King's face, King stepped to the side, landing a punch on Luke's shoulder.

Luke felt an agonizing pain, and he almost couldn't raise his left arm!

Staggering back, he steadied himself, then moved his shoulder, realizing it was dislocated. Bearing the pain, he used his other arm to snap it back into position with a "clack".

Just one exchange left him drenched in sweat from the pain.

Seeing his condition, King couldn't help but laugh, "You're no match for me. Give up."

He spoke perfect English.

meant dealing with important matters, so Luke knew English

raised an eyebrow in surprise, then gave him a

breath. Instead, he stepped forward and attacked

of them were quickly engaged

overpowered. Even the onlookers, including Holly,

realization gradually filled

and he shouted toward Luke. "Luke,

this remark and was struck once again on the

spot, and the pain was even more intense than before. Luke stumbled and fell to his knees,

immediately yelled, "Luke, just give

Luke clenched his teeth and glanced

He didn't press forward but stood at a distance

his

King frowned.

taking a deep breath and getting accustomed to the pain in his shoulder, Luke

If your shoulder gets hit again, it could lead to habitual dislocations, and you might never use

head to Terry and snapped,

lowered his head immediately,

glanced at Terry. Keira could see that Brian had begun to harbor

back

the other hand on his shoulder, preparing to reset the joint, when the head of Interpol spoke to King. "What are you waiting for? Finish this match, and stop

I respect, but my head won't