He was loud enough for those nearby to hear him.
Seeing the hopeful look in the eyes of some and the hostility in others, Ayla sighed silently, raising her finger to massage the space between her brows.
The timeline hadn't changed regarding the match, so she had been confident until now.
However, after being threatened again, she couldn't help feeling anxious.
Yes, the timeline hadn't changed in regard to the fixed match, but what if the result was the opposite of what she knew it should be?
"I was in the military for six years," Ezra's voice suddenly came from beside her.
As she turned to look at him in confusion, the man continued, "I won't let them do anything to you."
To this, she smiled faintly and looked away.
Well, he did look like he worked out. But even if he had been in the military, how was he going to beat up almost a hundred furious men who had just lost their life savings?
