Never Too Far Novel

Moreover, could someone like Zacharias, who sat in the office year-round, really fight?

It was not that Shirley was overly confident, but under her father’s training, she had indeed reached a certain level of standard.

Zacharias seemed persuaded by his nephew. He stood up and unfastened the buttons of his waistcoat with his long fingers, revealing a white shirt and a pair of black pants underneath. He emanated a refined and gentlemanly aura.

“Imogen, would you be willing to spar with me?” Zacharias walked toward the door.

Shirley didn’t expect Zacharias to actually want to spar with her. As his bodyguard, she couldn’t refuse his

request.

“Don’t be afraid, Pretty. My uncle can’t beat you. Go ahead!” Tony shouted from the side.

“I’m willing.” She nodded.

Corinne, who was in the kitchen, overheard the conversation outside. It caught her attention, and she felt a bit anxious. She also wanted to participate in this close combat with Zacharias.

she was in the midst of preparing dinner, so she could only

a faint afterglow that bathed the garden in a soft yellow

lamp while cracking his knuckles, making a crisp sound.

thought he was just a high- level politician sitting in an office, but unexpectedly, he exuded a burst of strength. It seemed like he had been disguising himself all along; at this moment, his

was easy to deal with. She had underestimated this man just now, and now she had to

begin!” Zacharias called out to

make the first move, she didn’t hold back. She clenched her fist and assumed an attacking stance.

with his arm. The rebounding force made her realize once again that this man wasn’t a kitten but a wild

swift kick, which made her body. perform a stylish and

Shirley on and hoped his uncle would show some

moves.

deftly blocked by the man. Shirley’s aggressiveness surged as she was stimulated by this. Under the lamplight, Zacharias’ lips curved

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