Chapter 224: Music 2

Irene nodded and looked at Emily. Before she walked away, she said, "Yeah, she is beautiful. It's a pity that she is dumb."

Stephanie did not understand. "What?"

Arabella knew that Emily was only pretending to be stupid, but she left without saying anything. She would like it if Emily was stupid in others' eyes for the rest of her life. In this way, she would never be worthy of Vincent in her lifetime.

Soon, it was the gift-giving time. Very few guests could give their gifts directly to Vincent. Most gifts were received by Rex on his behalf. It was formal and polite. Arabella and Irene didn't get to give their gifts directly to Vincent either. However, they were lucky enough to talk to him for a while.

"Vincent, you will definitely like the gift I gave you." Arabella looked at Vincent eagerly, expecting him to open the gift box right away in her presence.

Vincent nodded perfunctorily and looked away at somewhere else. Emily was far from him. In addition, she was short. Vincent didn't see her even though he had tried a few times to find her in the crowd. Irene followed his gaze and saw the group of people behind him getting ready to dance again. "Would you like to dance?" she asked.

Vincent tilted his head slightly. Noah, who was standing behind him, walked over and reached out his hand gently. "Beautiful lady, may I have the honor to dance with you?"

Irene was dumbstruck.

She didn't see that coming. She took a step back and said, "Forget it. I can't dance in this outfit."

Smiling, Noah looked at Arabella. Before he asked, Arabella hurriedly turned around, bumping into Jaquan who was carrying a glass of champagne. When their eyes met, Jaquan raised his glass to her as greetings. Arabella still remembered what he deliberately said the other day and immediately walked away in anger. The truth was, she really wanted to look back to see his expression. Luckily, she didn't.

"What happened between you and Arabella? Just now, upstairs, you said she blocked you. Why?" Randy asked.

Jaquan took a sip of champagne and briefly told Randy what happened at the banquet the day before yesterday. "I'm beginning to feel I haven't been myself for some time."

Randy patted him on the shoulder and said, "You finally realized it!"

"But there's one thing I don't understand. If Arabella likes me, her angry would make sense, but she doesn't." Jaquan was still looking at Arabella's retreating figure. Just then, she decided to look back. Their eyes met again, and she glared at him.

"Have you heard of a psychological law?" Randy unfolded his fan in a mysterious manner, half of his face concealed by the words on the fan.

"The law says long-time sacrifice for love will not get repaid. On the contrary, the girl will take everything you do for her for granted. Once you care for her a little less, she will get angry and even say mean words." Randy put away the fan and propped the head of the fan on Jaquan's shoulder. "You humored her too much. Around her, you were like a docile dog. And suddenly, now you are attracted to another woman. How could she ..."

Before he could finish speaking, Jaquan punched him and said, "Who are you calling a dog?"

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Randy dodged. "Hey, I'm telling you seriously. You were too good to her, and she got used to it. Suddenly, your attitude towards her changed, so she naturally wouldn't like it. Look at the bright side. She starts to care and will soon be your girlfriend if you still want her."

Jaquan frowned.

Randy thought that Jaquan had finally learned to use tactics. Seeing Jaquan frown, he thought that he was thinking about what he should do next to win Arabella's heart, so he put his arm around Jaquan's shoulder and led him towards the stage. "Stop thinking about romance all the time. I just saw Armando come on stage. Let's go take a look."

Two boxers were fighting in the boxing ring on the right. Many hot-blooded men cheered loudly. In the arena were professional boxers. When a round ended, the winner ran around the ring excitedly, his upper part naked, occasionally hooking his finger to the spectators for a challenge. However, the people invited to the banquet were all young masters from aristocratic families. Normally, they would wear fancy suits. Even though they were thrill-seekers, they wouldn't go up and fight with the boxers. This was Vincent's birthday party. The boxers could get very serious.

Unexpectedly, Armando took off his jacket and went up. He had intended to leave after the cake was cut. However, just as he walked past the arena, he saw the boxer on the stage hooking his finger at him with contempt. It wasn't aimed at him alone, but Armando felt that the man was provoking him. So, he went up to the stage wearing only a grey shirt.

When the spectators saw it was Armando, who had always been a low-key and the least noticeable member of the Mosby family, they immediately looked at each other and wondered doubtfully, 'Does he even know how to fight?'

As Randy and Jaquan walked closer to the boxing ring, Randy mysteriously said, "Armando is a modest martial artist. After Janessa left him, he stayed in his room for three days, hitting sandbags. Four sandbags were broken. Hell, how much strength does he have to break a sandbag?"

Jaquan had never sparred with Armando. Among the group, Ferne and Randy were the most shameless. Jaquan used to be a very serious lawyer. However, in time, the two's behavior rubbed off on him. Armando, on the other hand, hadn't been affected. He was introverted by nature. In addition, he usually didn't talk much with the others. Occasionally, he would respond to their joke. Still, he was the inconspicuous one. Jaquan didn't even know he could fight. Hearing what Randy said, he was intrigued and stared at the two people on stage.

Armando had put on the boxing gloves and the headgear. The referee let the two of them shake hands, pressed the timer and blew the whistle.

Then, with a loud sound, Armando fell.

Jaquan looked at Randy in confusion. Didn't he say Armando could break a sandbag?

Randy covered his face, as if he was the one who had been punched and knocked down.

In the arena, the referee stood beside Armando and shouted, "... eight! Seven! Six!"

Before he could finish counting, Armando stood up. He tilted his head and said something to the referee. Jaquan and Randy thought that Armando was going to admit defeat and step down. They pressed through the crowd to help Armando off the stage. Then, the referee turned around and shouted, "Music! Play some exciting music!"

Jaquan was dumbfounded.

So was Randy.

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