Reborn to my engagement night by Baxter Walters

Chapter 70 He Felt Like He Was Manipulated Bend at the waist? What kind of twisted demand is this? Finished Madelyn couldn't help but feel embarrassed, thinking to herself that young coaches were really peculiar with their weird demands.

I merely want to learn martial arts, not dancing. Is there really a need to bend at the waist? "You seem reluctant to do so." Upon noticing her lack of response, Maxton commented with a hint of displeasure.

Madelyn indeed was reluctant. However, she figured since she was already here, she might as well see what Maxton was really up to.

With that, she did as he said and bent at the waist.

During her childhood, Madelyn had taken ballet lessons, which gave her a solid foundation in dance.

After her mother's death, her life fell into disarray.

However, for her, bending down was not a challenge at all. In fact, the way she bent was extremely graceful.

ET Upon seeing this, Maxton didn't express satisfaction, nor did he voice any dissatisfaction.

He continued to give orders, his tone cold and detached. "Start kicking now. Stretch your leg muscles as much as you can. Kick as high as you're able to." Madelyn did as she was told.

Her long, slender legs lifted effortlessly into a straight line, surpassing her head in a perfect arc that was breathtaking.

Generally speaking, very few people could effortlessly perform this action.

It was evident that Madelyn had a solid physical foundation.

It looks like we can save a lot of tas mastering the basics won't be a major hurdle for her.

As he held that thought, the expression on Maxton's face softened considerably, losing much of its initial coldness.

In the end, he had her do sstretching exercises.

Madelyn did everything as instructed, and fortunately, her body was extremely flexible. Carrying out th tasks posed no difficulty for her at all.

Although Maxton didn't utter a word, he was rather pleased with her flexibility.

A woman like this is indeed worthy of being my student.

1/4 He Was Manipulated "Really?" "Mmm-hmm." Maxton nodded in agreement.

37% Finished Upon hearing these words, Madelyn's face lit up with joy. She nodded eagerly and responded, "Yes, thank you, Coach Wendel. I will definitely strive to do my best." With that, Maxton turned around and left.

Madelyn was over the moon, for she hadn't expected to start her lessons so quickly.

Thus, she didn't rush off immediately, as she was still new to the place and unfamiliar with it.

Since she was going to train there in the future, Madelyn decided to take a stroll around, aiming to familiarize herself with the surroundings.

Following that, Madelyn began to joyfully explore the premises.

Unknown to her, there were two young female coaches sitting at the corner of the combat training center.

Their gazes were locked on Madelyn, unwavering and intense.

One of them had an incredibly haughty demeanor, even casting a hostile glance at Madelyn.

"Why do you think Mr. Reynolds specifically chose Maxton to train that woman?" The other woman shook her head. "If only I knew! I really can't figure out what's so special about that girl. She even managed to get our top coach to personally train her." "Usually, we can't even catch a glimpse of Maxton. But look at her, she's got the luxury of having Maxton's company every day!" The haughty woman spoke, her tone tinged with jealousy.

The female coach next to her immediately nodded in agreement.

Then, out of the blue, a suggestion was made. "How about we look into that girl's background? I have a feeling it's anything but ordinary!" Upon hearing this, the haughty woman felt that it was a good idea.

So, she immediately nodded. "Great! Go check it out, and report back toas soon as you have any information." "Alright." After touring around the combat training center, Madelyn was in high spirits.

The ambiance of the center was quite pleasing.

The overall decor leaned toward shades of black, with the hallway, combat ring, and kickboxing area all covered in wallpaper that exuded a fiery spirit.

214 Chapter 70 He Felt Like He Was Manipulated The entertainment facilities were also comprehensive, containing everything one might need.

Every trainer in the gym boasted a chiseled eight-pack, their shoulders broad and muscular.

Finished They were clad in form-fitting attire, showcasing their tall and athletic figures without any reservation.

The relationship between the coach and the trainees seemed to be extremely harmonious.

Just like friends, they would occasionally share a joke or engage in playful banter.

Madelyn thought to herself that if she ever bectoo tired from training, or simply had nothing to do, she could always chere for a break.

With this thought, Madelyn felt her mood greatly improve.

Once everything was settled, she Madelyn left combat training center.

After leaving, he didn't return home. Instead, he eagerly sought out Sebastian.

During the next few days, her coursework was intense, and the teacher's pace of instruction was incredibly fast. Madelyn had already missed quite a few classes, so naturally, there were many things she didn't understand. When she was in school, she could always count on Jillian to help her review her work.

However, after school, the important task of helping herself review could only be entrusted to Sebastian. At Lockhart Group, Madelyn arrived, carrying a bag.

However, after making a round in the office, she couldn't find Sebastian anywhere.

At that moment, Malcolm saw her and approached, saying, "Mrs. rt, Mr.

Lockhart has left for work this morning and hasn't returned yet." "Huh?" Upon hearing this, Madelyn felt a slight sense of disappointment.

If he isn't there, who is going to helpreview my work? With that, she asked, "Do you know where he went?"

Malcolm only knew that Sebastian had gone out with Wesley, so hen simply shook his head. "I'm sorry, I'm afraid I don't Mrs. Lock is know." "I see..." Madelyn's voice was filled with an undeniable sense of dejection.

I still have many questions about my lessons. If there was no one to help with tutoring, it will becincreasingly difficult forto keep up with my lessons. "Malcolm, could you doa favor?" 3/4 Chapter 70 He Felt Like He Was Manipulated Since Sebastian isn't around, it should be possible to ask Malcolm for his help, right? For reasons unknown, Malcolm found her expression somewhat devious.

He hesitated before speaking. "If you have any instructions, Mrs. Lockhart, feel free to give them." Finished Madelyn let out a sly chuckle. "There's a problem here I can't figure out. Would you mind helpingreview it?" Upon hearing this, Malcolm felt cold sweat break out across his forehead.

The last the assisted Madelyn with the surveillance camera, he nearly felt annihilated under Sebastian's piercing gaze.

If I were to help her out, wouldn't I be digging my own grave once Mr. Lockhart comes back and sees it?

Quickly, he waved his hands in refusal. "I think not, Mrs. Lockhart. Why don't I get in touch with Mit Mr.

Lockhart instead? You should go in and wait." Upon hearing these words, Madelyn couldn't help but flash a beaming smile. "That's great, I appreciate your help." Having said that, she promptly strode over and sat down on the couch.

Seeing her gleeful reaction, Malcolm suddenly felt as if he had been manipulated.

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