Billionaire Ex-wife: I Can't Live Without You

Would it be safe to leave the two of them alone in the ward?

Would they end up butting heads?

But then, she quickly dismissed the thought.

She reasoned that Kyson was incredibly gentle and unlikely to cause any trouble for Colby.

Colby waved his hand casually and said, “Hurry up, or you will never catch up with Sonny, you shortie.

I have something to discuss with Kyson.

”

“Okay,” Destinee agreed begrudgingly.

Then she fired back, “I’m not short!”

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She pouted and let out a snort of indignation.

With that, she dashed out to catch up with Sonny.

With Destinee gone, only Colby and Kyson remained in the ward.

Kyson spoke softly, breaking the silence.

“Colby, you asked them to leave because you wanted to discuss your second request with me, didn’t you?”

“Yes.

”

Colby lifted his head with an air of arrogance, a mirror image of Nathan, especially when they were plotting against someone.

After a moment of contemplation, Kyson asked, “Are you hoping for my defeat? Or are you secretly rooting for my victory?”

With cunning intent, Colby countered, “Do you want to win or lose?”

Kyson wisely responded, “I’ll leave that decision up to you.

”

“I want you to emerge victorious, but not without a struggle.

You will need to endure some blood and bruises along the way.

How does that sound? It’s not too extreme, is it?”

Colby’s sinister gaze was so calculating that even Kyson couldn’t decipher his intentions.

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“Not at all.

It’s par for the course to take a few hits in a fight.

Well, don’t worry about it.

If things get serious, Sonny won’t hold back.

Winning won’t be a walk in the park,” Kyson said.

Aiming to apply more pressure on Kyson, Colby said, “If you can’t pull it off, I won’t forgive you.

But if you succeed, I might go easy on you regarding my third request.

”

Taking a deep breath, Kyson braced himself for what promised to be a grueling day ahead.

“Thanks.

”

With a dismissive snort, Colby turned away.

“Don’t thank me yet.

It’s not as simple as you think.

You will understand soon enough.

”

Thirty minutes later, following the infusion, Colby and Kyson made their way together to the basketball court behind the lab.

A professional lawyer awaited them, swiftly drafting two copies of the safety waiver thanks to the influence of money.

In this impending duel, there would be no legal repercussions.

Should one of them meet their demise, the survivor would bear no criminal liability.

With the lawyer as a witness, Kyson and Sonny affixed their signatures and pressed their thumbs onto the two documents.