The elevator ascended slowly.
In the reflection of the elevator's mirrored walls, Sydney Sawyer saw that Ryder Sharp's expression was extremely tense. "Ryder, Miss Lockwood will definitely be fine. You don't need to worry so much."
This was Ryder Sharp's turf, and they were surrounded by his people.
Besides, with Sylvie Lockwood's courage and skill, who could possibly lay a hand on her?
"I know," Ryder Sharp said flatly, but the tension in his expression didn't ease in the slightest.
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From the manager's description, they got a rough idea of what had happened.
It was the weekend, so the club was crowded. Some people weren't regular members and had just shown up wanting to try the place out without calling ahead. This led to a shortage of available coaches.
And these days, there were plenty of women who wanted to learn combat sports and boxing.
However, Ryder Sharp's club had almost no female coaches, and as luck would have it, two young women arrived today.
