Chapter 211 Do You Know Tilda?


    But more than anything, Tilda had to start preparing for the future.


    After all, she’d neglected her training for more than five years.


    So, for the sake of future battles, Tilda knew she needed to pick up this habit again.


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    She quietly made up her mind that whenever she didn’t have ss, she’d spend more time training at the boxing club.


    She had recently returned to the dark web, announcing the Queen’seback.


    Almost right away, people started trying to dig up Queen’s real identity, offering a huge bounty for her life. Even though she kept her personal information well protected, she still couldn’t help but worry a little. <fn7f7a> This content belongs to Find★Novel</fn7f7a>


    Her fighting skills were her only guarantee of survival. She couldn’t go without them.


    She couldn’t let herself get rusty. Otherwise, she might end up dead one day without even knowing it.


    The owner of Dragon Peak Boxing Club, Draco Ashford, had been friends with Tilda for years.


    As Tilda swiped her card to get inside, and Draco just happened to be at the front desk. He greeted her excitedly, “Tilda!”


    She gave him a faint smile. “Draco, it’s been a while.


    “It really has been a while… You haven’t been here in months. Well, you’ve had a lot going ontely, so I get it.”


    Draco had seen all the trending stories blowing up onlely.


    He’d heard that Tilda was actually the Jensons real daughter who had been missing for 19 years. He was even more shocked to find out she’d cut ties with the Jensons and ended up in awsuit with Russell.


    “You’ve gotten so popr on TikToktely. I see you every time I scroll. And you even won the National College Art Competition. Congrats!“”


    “Wow, Draco, you really keep up with the news, don’t you?”


    He chatted with Tilda for a bit longer, then she went to the women’s locker room to get changed and gear up.


    By the time Tilda came out, Draco had already set up her punching bag.


    “Tilda, as always, I’ve got a 220–pound bag ready for you.”


    “Okay.”


    Tilda drew a <b>deep </b>breath, stepped in front of the punching bag, and started warming up.


    She <b>was </b><b>barefoot</b>, <b>her </b><b>ck </b>hair tied back in a ponytail<b>, </b>standing in a textbook boxing stance with her gloves on<b>, </b><b>her </b><b>eyes </b>intense and focused.


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    Her slender frame moved with perfect grace, each punch swift and powerful. Just watching her in action was enough to leave people stunned, like there was no way to defend against her.


    She soon threw in a couple of high kicks and knee strikes, and every move she made was packed with pure


    power.


    A lot of the other members training at the club couldn’t help but stare at her.


    It was hard to believe someone who looked so beautiful and fragile could have that kind of power.


    A punch from her would probably send any regr grown man straight to the ground.


    With each of Tilda’s punches, the 220–pound bag bounced and rattled with loud thuds. The sound echoed through the gym, showing just how strong she was.


    Draco watched from the side. To him, the scene looked almost like a work of art.


    He remembered the day Tilda first came to Dragon Peak Boxing Club to sign up for a membership. He’d even asked if she wanted a coach to help her train.


    But even as the club owner, Draco himself had gotten knocked out in just a few moves by Tilda.


    From that day on, he became a total fan of her fighting style.


    Until then, Draco had never imagined there could be such a cool girl in the world.


    She was honestly the kind of girl who could make anyone’s heart race.


    Just then, another figure walked into the gym.


    “The ce looks pretty good… Guess this is it.


    Howard muttered to himself.


    The moment he stepped into the boxing club, he spotted Tilda training inside.


    Howard couldn’t believe what he saw.


    <i>No </i><i>way</i>, <i>Am </i><i>I </i><i>seeing </i><i>things? </i><i>There’s </i><i>no </i>way <i>that’s </i><i>her</i>….


    <i>It </i><i>really </i>is <i>Tilda</i><i>! </i>


    A rush of excitement surged through him.


    Howard was in top form today.


    The injuries he got from fighting Tilda had mostly healed up.


    <b><i>This </i></b>is <i>perfect</i>. <i>I’ve </i><i>been </i>looking for <i>a </i><i>shot </i>to take <i>her </i><i>on </i><i>again </i><i>and </i><i>get </i><i>my </i><i>revenge</i>. <i>There’s no </i><i>better </i>moment <i>than </i>now.


    The front desk girl nced at Howard’s build and swallowed nervously.


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