Evan was sent flying. He tumbled back slightly and spat out several more teeth as he landed on the ground.

He was appalled—he couldn’t even bring himself to speak, all he could do was stare at Alex.

“Hey sissy, are you an idiot?”

“You can’t even beat me, and yet you’re challenging my man?”

Evan wanted to cry, he really didn’t notice that Alex was a skilled fighter too.

“Pay me thirty million for destroying my garden and for spitting on me. Only then you may leave,” Alex said calmly.

“What