Chapter 227

Chapter 227:

Ashton’s victory drew gasps of amazement from the crowd. Hayes watched as his expensively hired bodyguard suffered injuries, and his face flushed with rage.

Ashton didn’t just win; he completely destroyed his opponent.

Beyond the mere win, it was clear to Hayes that the women present, including those who had initially underestimated Ashton, had begun to look at Ashton with admiration. Even Briley, who had previously scorned Ashton, now looked at him with a mix of surprise and respect. Her earlier disdain for him was now gone.

Hayes had long desired Rosalie’s attention. Now, her smile radiated even greater pride as she looked at Ashton. To him, it felt like she was boasting about how remarkable her man, Ashton, was.

The events were not unfolding as Hayes had expected. He realized that his chances of winning Rosalie’s affection were dwindling. Moreover, he risked losing the respect he had already earned.

While Hayes was considering his next steps, his cell phone began to ring. He took it out of his pocket and noticed an unfamiliar number on the display. In a state of frustration and confusion, Hayes quickly ended the call.

Unbeknownst to him, this hasty decision would lead to a significant crisis.

As Hayes brooded over how to recover his reputation, a waiter entered the cabin hurriedly.

In a state of panic, he yelled, “Mr. Olson, our yacht has been stopped!”

Hayes quickly led everyone out of the cabin.

Outside, they saw a larger yacht obstructing their path. Before Hayes could understand what was happening, several young men with arrogant demeanors leaped onto his yacht.

Hayes was already in a bad mood. He erupted in anger at their boldness.

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“Who the hell are you? Are you blind? How dare you block my yacht?”

In response, the leader of the group, a young man with bleached hair, struck Hayes across the face without saying a word.

While cursing, the young man explained, “I took out too many buddies today and had to use one of our company’s yachts that’s been rented out. But you hung up on me, and now you’re scolding me? I could throw all of you into the sea right now to feed the fish.”

Behind Hayes, those who had stepped outside to assess the situation began to whisper among themselves. “What’s going on? So the yacht was rented? I thought he was genuinely wealthy!”

“Luckily, we didn’t try to impress him just now. It would have been so embarrassing if this news had spread.”

As Hayes’ yacht rental was revealed and he overheard the murmurs, his expression darkened even further. In an attempt to regain his dignity, Hayes boldly confronted the youth with bleached hair. “Nonsense! This yacht belongs to me. Do you know who I am? Jacoby Marquez, an heir of Sup Group, is a close friend of mine. Do you really think I can’t afford my own yacht?”

Before Hayes could finish his sentence, the young man with bleached hair burst out laughing.

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