Chapter 232 - Looking Gay 3

Elsie quickly shut her mouth when she heard that. Eliot had always been a humble gentleman in the public. Unless he was really mad, he would never let others see his dark side. However, when he really said something like that, he was definitely not joking.

Just as Eliot was about to hold Emily's hand with his other hand, Emily took a step back as if she was frightened. Eliot held her hand firmly and said, "I will take you home. It's going to be fine. Don't be afraid."

Emily was not feeling afraid. She wanted to see Vincent again and told him that she had prepared a gift for him. Unfortunately ... she lost it.

After the Britts left, Ferne, who was playing cards in a room, came out to take a fresh breath. He was lucky today, so he hadn't cared about anything outside. After he went out, he found it weird that it was so quiet at the arena. He immediately went to look for microphones and the hosts, and played a hot song. Then, he went to ask Noah, "Didn't Emily come today?"

"She's gone." Noah lit up a cigarette for himself while leaning against the wall. With Vincent's help, Noah had met many people and got to know a lot of important people tonight. Whether he needed them or not in the future, he would be grateful to Vincent for giving him this opportunity. After all, some people he did not know now might remember him because he was standing beside Vincent tonight.

"She's gone?" Ferne looked at his watch and thought to himself that Emily had left very early. And then he asked, "What did she give him?"

Noah glanced at him and exhaled the smoke slowly as he said, "Nothing."

"What?" Ferne was shocked, "Are you joking?"

Noah tilted his head and looked in the direction of the arena. He raised his chin as he said, "Why don't we try that?"

Ferne waved his hand.

Noah sneered as he carried Ferne away by grabbing Ferne's collar.

Ferne was in despair. He wondered why Noah even bothered to ask him in the first place.

The music on the arena stopped long ago. The boxer had been placed on a sofa, and his face was covered in blood. Ferne did not know who hit him. The waiter beside the boxer was putting bandages on his body.

Ferne had been exercising in the past few days, but it was impossible for him to get all his strength back after slacking off in basic training for several years. His muscles burned every day, but there was still a bulge on his waist, and he felt hungrier at night.

The two of them jumped onto the arena. Many rich young ladies and young men gathered around them. Ferne blinked at Noah when they shook hands and whispered, "Let me win just this time."

Noah pressed the tip of his tongue against his upper jaw and twisted his neck. There were cracking sounds when he moved his joints as he said, "I will fight you with just one arm."

Ferne did not know what to say.

"Any bets on us?" Ferne turned around and shouted to the audience. Someone immediately brought a table there and wrote down "Ferne Dalton" on a piece of paper. He then asked Ferne again, "What's his name?"

"Ferne Sachs," Ferne popped his head out to tell Noah's name to the man with a pen, and almost half of Ferne's body was outside the arena. He continued, "Sorry, it should be Noah Sachs. N, O, A, H, Noah; S, A, C, H, S, Sachs."

Noah wondered if Ferne was picking a fight.

Noah stared at Ferne and suddenly laughed when he realized that Ferne had really misspoken.

When Ferne turned around and saw Noah laughing, he could not help but tease Noah, "That's a sexy laugh."

Noah immediately stopped laughing. Then, he slowly put on his boxing gloves and tied them to his fists with his teeth. However, Noah was staring at Ferne the whole time.

Several women in the audience were stunned by Noah's strong masculine aura. A few women were discussing about Noah and Ferne in a low voice.

"His eyes are full of desire."

"They look so gay."

"Yes, you're right. The way he smiled at him just now is so affectionate..."

"Keep it down! I've probably read too many comics lately. They all look gay to me...."

"Well, what a coincidence! Me too!"

After their name had been written down, some people began to bet on Ferne and Noah. Ferne hurriedly shouted to the crowd, "He promised to just use one arm. Referee, watch him carefully. One arm only. And you guys, watch him carefully! Don't let him foul me."

When the audience heard that Noah would only use one arm, they hesitated to put the bets. It was true that Ferne didn't look as strong as Noah, but Ferne used to work as a policeman. He must have martial art skills.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!" Ferne urged the audience.

Many people in the audience immediately placed their cash there to bet. Most of them bet on Ferne. When Ferne looked at Noah's side cheerfully, he only saw a few banknotes under Noah's name.

So before the referee blew the whistle, the audience saw Ferne, the owner of the Dalton Hotel, take out a stack of money from his chest pocket to bet on Noah.

The audience was stunned.

While most of them bet on Ferne, Ferne himself bet on his rival! Ferne really ... knew himself well enough!

After Ferne finished putting his bet, he bumped his gloved fists and said to Noah confidently and seriously, "I have one request: don't punch me in the face."

The audience was dumbfounded.