Chapter 600
Chapter 600:
Kenneth let out a dry chuckle, but the weight in his chest remained. Did her words mean he’d never stand a chance against Aiden?
Reaching for the towel, Kenneth’s fingers stopped short as it was snatched away at the last moment.
His head jerked up, and his eyes locked with Aiden’s sharp, mocking stare.
“Only the winner gets the reward,” Aiden said smoothly, his tone dripping with smugness.
Kenneth’s jaw tightened, anger bubbling beneath the surface. It wasn’t just about the towel—Aiden’s words were a slap, a subtle reminder of who stood victorious and who didn’t measure up.
The tension between the two men was palpable, crackling like static electricity. The live stream audience ate it up.
“OMG, Aiden and Kenneth are at it again! Poor Janice must be caught in the crossfire!”
“Let them duke it out! We’re here for the drama!”
“Hey, cameraman! Zoom in! We need to appreciate these Greek-god physiques properly!”
Aiden stood there, droplets of water glistening on his bronzed skin as they traced the sharp contours of his muscles. His presence was magnetic, impossible to ignore, as though the world itself had conspired to make him the center of attention.
Though Kenneth’s physique was impressive, it couldn’t quite measure up to Aiden’s.
Aiden’s muscles were sculpted, radiating raw strength and an almost untamed energy.
𝗕𝗲 𝗮𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗰𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀 — 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗮𝘁 ⲅ𝗮𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀・ⅽ𝗼𝗺
His perfect form was enough to leave anyone in awe. Well, almost anyone. Daniel’s face twisted into a sneer. “Sure, it looks good, but it’s nothing compared to mine. My muscles are on a whole different level.”
Maggie couldn’t help but roll her eyes at his remark. She admired Daniel’s audacity. Did he have any concept of self-awareness?
“Aiden, you were absolutely amazing out there!” Alissa approached eagerly, a towel in hand, but Aiden didn’t spare her a glance. His eyes were locked on Janice.
Alissa hesitated, her grip tightening on the towel, a flicker of disdain crossing her face. She believed Aiden was playing hard-to-get. Otherwise, why go all out to win if it wasn’t to secure a date with her tonight? Men were always so predictable.
“Janice, your hair’s still damp. You’ll catch a cold,” said Aiden.
“Huh?”
Janice was taken off guard, not fully processing his words when Aiden gently placed the towel over her head.
With a soft, tender touch, he massaged her hair through the fabric, the gesture brimming with warmth and care. The fans watching couldn’t get enough—his actions had them swooning, caught up in the charm of the couple they adored.
The online audience was buzzing with excitement. “I never thought Aiden had such a thoughtful side. He’s definitely climbing up in my eyes.”
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