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Andrew looked at the two men in front of him, raising an eyebrow. A smirk spread across his face as he challenged them. “Then, shall we compete?”
“Sure, it will be our pleasure to compete with you. But if you lose, don’t accuse us of bullying you,” one of the men replied.
With just a few words, the three men had decided on a match. Isabella grabbed Andrew’s wrist, her beautiful eyes fixed on him with concern.
“Honey, wait until I finish competing with them before you compete with me,” she said.
Without hesitation, Andrew leaned down and kissed Isabella on the lips, then turned to his two opponents. “Let’s go.”
Isabella couldn’t stop Andrew. She could only watch as he and the two men walked toward the twenty-meter-high climbing wall. She glanced at the club owner with a resigned look.
She had always thought this club owner didn’t care much about anything. But today, he had taken the initiative to stir up trouble.
The club owner watched the scene with a smile. Andrew was undeniably handsome but cold and distant.
The owner had been worried that Andrew might disappoint Isabella one day. But he now realized he had misjudged him—a man of few words but deep emotions.
Those two men weren’t even a real threat. If Andrew didn’t care deeply for Isabella, he wouldn’t have challenged them. But look at him now—his possessiveness and competitiveness were palpable.
Andrew and his two opponents stood ready, their determination evident. Isabella, unable to intervene, found herself growing both curious and excited about the competition. Standing next to the club owner, she decided to assist him in observing the event as a referee. Although Isabella had never seen Andrew rock climb before, she couldn’t shake the feeling that he would excel.
At the club owner’s signal, the three competitors launched into action, swiftly scaling the climbing wall. From her vantage point below, Isabella had a perfect view of the unfolding competition.
Andrew’s physical prowess quickly became apparent. His height and long limbs gave him a distinct advantage, making his movements fluid and agile. Watching him climb filled Isabella with electrifying excitement and an undeniable urge to challenge him herself.
The wall itself was no easy feat. Known as one of the toughest challenges in the club, it demanded precision, stamina, and skill.
The two club members were experienced climbers, advancing steadily and matching each other stride for stride. But Andrew was in a league of his own. He wasn’t merely climbing—he was performing. Each move was like a well-practiced routine, blending strength and grace into an awe-inspiring spectacle.
“Unbelievable!” The club owner clapped his hands in astonishment, his eyes fixed on Andrew as he scaled the wall with jaw-dropping agility.
Turning to Isabella, he exclaimed, “Miss Patton, where did you find this talent? I’ve run the biggest climbing club in Ansport for years, and I’ve never seen him before. Is he a professional, or just naturally gifted?” Isabella didn’t know the answer herself. Reflecting on what little she knew about Andrew, she replied, “He’s always been in great shape, and he’s trained in martial arts as well.”
“That explains it,” the club owner said, nodding in admiration as he watched Andrew reach the top and stop the timer.
When Andrew descended and rejoined Isabella, the two men he had left behind on the wall wore expressions of sheer disbelief.
They had thought losing to Isabella was shocking enough—her skill was unmatched—but to be so thoroughly outclassed by this inexperienced man? It was a humbling experience.
This couple wasn’t just talented—they were extraordinary.
Rock climbing demanded focus and relentless dedication.
Though embarrassed by their loss, the two climbers chose not to give up. With determined expressions, they made their way back to the wall.
They pushed themselves to reach the top before finally making their way back down.
Once on the floor, they approached Andrew with newfound respect. Admiration glimmered in their eyes as one of them said, “Mr. Klein, you’re just as incredible as Miss Patton. Honestly, no one here can rival her except you.”
Andrew’s lips curved into a modest smile.
Though he rarely initiated handshakes, this moment felt right. Extending his hand, he replied, “You both did great too. It was a good match.”
The climbers shook his hand, nodded in respect, and took their leave.
Isabella turned to Andrew, her eyes sparkling as a smile spread across her face. “Honey, do you realize how proud you looked just now?” she teased, circling him playfully.
Andrew blinked, taken aback. He hadn’t thought his demeanor was anything unusual. But hearing her exaggerated tone, he felt heat rise to his ears, staining them a noticeable shade of red.
Avoiding her gaze, he reached out and took her hand in his. “Didn’t you say you wanted to compete with me? Let’s go.”
His obvious attempt to change the subject only made Isabella chuckle.
This flustered, vulnerable side of Andrew was a version only she ever got to see—and she loved every bit of it.
Sensing that teasing him further would only make his ears burn brighter, she relented with a laugh. “Alright, let’s do it,” she said, her voice warm and filled with affection.
The competition between them unfolded on the club’s most challenging wall, a 52-meter-high structure with uneven surfaces and tricky obstacles. It was a test few could conquer, yet the two of them seemed to thrive on the challenge.
Their movements were fluid, their determination unwavering, and their laughter echoed through the air. By the end, their spirits were high, their smiles even brighter.
“Let’s come back again sometime,” Isabella said, brushing a stray strand of hair from her face.
“Okay,” Andrew said with a smile.
They left the club and headed home. Andrew switched his bright silver sports car to convertible mode, and as the car sped down the road like a streak of light, a refreshing breeze rushed past them.
The wind carried an invigorating sense of freedom, and when their eyes met, there was a spark—a glimmer of passion and excitement they hadn’t felt in a long time.
At the Klein Group headquarters, the change in Andrew’s demeanor had not gone unnoticed. From the vice presidents to the front desk staff and security guards, everyone had observed that Andrew was in unusually high spirits.
The quarterly report revealed strong results, and to celebrate, Andrew arranged a team-building event for the entire company, with all expenses covered.
The news thrilled the employees, who couldn’t stop talking about their generous boss. Among them was Malachi, who worked closely with Andrew.
Watching him now, Malachi couldn’t help but notice the shift in his character. Andrew seemed more relaxed, more approachable—almost as if he’d rediscovered the joy of life. It was clear that his relationship with Isabella had brought about this change, though Andrew himself might not have realized it.
At the same time, in the president’s office at Edge Entertainment, Isabella had her own responsibilities to handle.
After successfully implementing system improvements at Patton Group, her attention had shifted to Edge Entertainment, where the company’s artists had made tremendous progress over the past year. Among them, Milly and Watkins Byrd stood out as rising stars. Recently, the fantasy drama they co-starred in had taken the industry by surprise. Initially underestimated, the series turned out to be the year’s biggest hit.
The heartfelt performances of Milly and Watkins, combined with the drama’s emotional plot twists, resonated deeply with audiences, skyrocketing their popularity.
Sitting at her sleek desk, Isabella reviewed the career plan for Milly and Watkins that their agent had just submitted. Her pen hovered over the document as she hesitated.
Milly’s career was thriving. A few months ago, Isabella would have been thrilled and maybe even celebrated her success. But after going through some issues with Andrew, she saw things differently now. Clutching the document in her hands, Isabella decided it was best to get Milly’s input first.
When she reached Milly’s private lounge, she knocked softly on the door. “Milly? It’s me. Can we talk for a minute?”
The door opened, and Milly stood there, her phone in hand.
“Am I interrupting?” Isabella asked gently.
Milly shook her head and turned the phone toward Isabella, revealing she was on a video call with Howard.
“Howard! Hi!” Isabella greeted him with a wave.
“Isabella! It’s been a while. How are you?” Howard’s warm voice came through the phone.
Milly and Howard had been chatting for a while, so she handed the phone to Isabella, giving her a chance to catch up with her brother.
Isabella smiled and settled onto the sofa next to Milly.
After a brief conversation, someone called out to Howard in the background. “I’ll let you go,” Isabella said, smiling at the camera. “I’m coming home on Friday, so we’ll catch up properly then.”
As the call ended, Milly turned her full attention to Isabella, silently waiting for her to speak.
Without hesitation, Isabella pulled out the career plan and held it out for Milly to review.
“Your career is progressing better than the company expected,” Isabella began. “This is the plan they’ve drafted for your next step, but I haven’t approved it yet.”
Milly glanced up from the plan, her large, angelic eyes silently asking, “Why not?”
Isabella rested her hands on the table, leaning forward slightly. “You entered the entertainment industry by chance, not because you were chasing fame like everyone else. I’m worried that if I sign this, your workload will skyrocket, and you won’t have much time left for Howard.”
“That won’t happen,” Milly interrupted, her voice calm but firm. She pushed the plan back toward Isabella, her gaze steady. “I want you to approve it.
This is the kind of arrangement I’m looking for.”