Wade was at home, working out when he casually checked the cameras at the club during his workout break.
Ever since that day at Roger's birthday party with all the embarrassment he faced, he began taking martial arts seriously, practicing at odd times.
Nothing interesting ever caught his attention, except footage at the club's car park. Two familiar women stepped out of a Bentley Continental Damson.
"It can't be," he murmured. His best friend, Chad, who had come to visit, asked seriously, "What can't be?"
Wade smiled at him. "Today is both our lucky days. Let's go to the club."
Chad was excited. The club was his reason for coming over, but Wade was so obsessed with martial arts that he didn't want to.
In a few minutes, they were already on the road as Wade made a call t
