Chapter 760:
Practically boiling with embarrassment, he still tried to play it cool. “What’s the big deal anyway? Hugging you isn’t some grand prize. You’re aggressive and violent, and you go straight for a man’s groin without shame. It was just an accident, alright? Don’t go thinking I wanted to hug you. You’re reading way too much into this.”
Robin kept rambling, stubbornly denying the obvious.
“I know it was an accident,” Christina replied dryly, an amused smile tugging at her lips. “That’s the only reason you’re still standing comfortably. Otherwise, you’d be doubling over, clutching your crotch right now.”
Robin instinctively shielded his lower half and shot back, “See? This is exactly what I mean. You’re always scheming on how to hit a guy where it hurts. It’s disgraceful!”
“I don’t think it’s disgraceful at all,” Christina answered casually. “In a fight, going for the weak spots saves time and energy. Anyone who doesn’t use that strategy is just being stupid.”
She firmly believed that survival and victory justified whatever tactics it took. Besides, she wasn’t the one to pick fights—but if someone came at her, then they deserved whatever they got. Too much fairness only led to unnecessary setbacks.
“You—” Robin growled, but couldn’t think of a comeback. “Forget it. There’s no point arguing with you. Your logic is always in another universe.”
Christina shrugged and turned around, heading toward the audience stands without another word.
“Where are you going?” Robin asked quickly, trailing after her without missing a beat. He studied her intently, his brows drawn in concern. “Are you alright? Did you get hurt anywhere? If you’re in pain, don’t just brush it off.”
“I’m alright. No injuries,” Christina replied softly, touched by the genuine concern in his voice.
Only then did Robin breathe out in relief. “That bastard Alfred clearly had it out for you. He got what was coming to him. If he hadn’t been so greedy, the cash he made could’ve let him live like royalty for years.”
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“There’s no use hoping for restraint from people like him. Greed never ends. People always want more,” Christina said, her voice calm. She had seen gamblers even more deranged and desperate than Alfred, so little surprised her anymore.
Some folks, after gaining the world’s wealth and power, would chase immortality next so they could cling to their luxuries forever.
Suddenly, someone rushed up in front of them, and Robin tensed instantly, every sense on high alert.
With just one glance, Robin knew something was wrong. Why on earth were Dylan and Elliott here? Not only were both men ridiculously good-looking, but they also hailed from families with weighty names and loaded pockets. A tight knot of unease twisted in Robin’s chest. Staring at his competition made his blood heat with barely contained fury.
Elliott, meanwhile, toyed with a thought. What if he temporarily joined forces with Robin to knock Dylan out of the running, then squared off with Robin afterward in a fair fight for Christina’s heart? Among the three of them, Dylan was undeniably the biggest threat. Elliott wasn’t exactly brimming with confidence when it came to taking Dylan on solo.
An invisible but suffocating tension simmered between the trio, each of them hyper-aware of the thinly veiled animosity flickering in the others’ eyes. Their gazes clashed mid-air, sending out sparks, as though a silent battle was already unfolding in the space between them.
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