His Secret Spoiled Wife (Lily and Alexander) novel Chapter 1011

Heather did not even finish speaking when she pounced forward and grabbed Alexander. She was swift, and her hands were around his neck in a moment. Although her movements looked fierce, Heather did not use her full strength. She only wanted to test how strong he was.

Even so, she was confident in her kickboxing skills. After all, she had practiced it for years and had beaten countless people. Although she did not use all her strength, she did not think he would escape.

However, he did.

Heather’s mind went blank when she noticed her empty hands. She missed the most crucial part of how Alexander escaped her grasp. She was unsure if Alexander had even moved as he stood there with a faint smile. Heather felt like he was mocking her.

‘That smile of his is a mockery!’

"You! You've been lying to me!" Everything was starting to make sense now that she was thinking this way. Alexander was indeed from a family that practiced kickboxing!

Since he knew how to kickbox, it meant the Russells were secretly practicing it as well. Therefore, the handbook must exist.

In the world of ancient kickboxers, the Russell family was unheard of. However, seeing how he dodged her sneak attack, it seemed like Alexander had extraordinary strength. Heather was even more eager to get her hand on the handbook.

Once she regained her senses, she immediately threw another punch at him.

Seeing how she had missed the first time, she became much more severe as she started to attack Alexander with full strength. She opened up her palm and sent it flying toward Alexander's face fiercely as a distraction while her other hand clenched into a fist and punched him in the abdomen.

However, he calmly blocked her palm with one hand and moved his body aside in an odd manner to avoid her punch. Then Alexander’s palm slid to Heather’s wrist before grabbing it and jerking it.

Heather was terrified as it sent her body spiraling out of control. She hurriedly exerted force on her feet to stabilize herself. The two exchanged punches, knocking many things in the living room over, but no one dared to clean up the mess.

Heather had been challenged many times in the past. She either went knocking on their door, provoking them, or some came to seek revenge. Therefore, this was a typical scene for the servants, and they would only come out to clean once the fight was over.

After a few rounds, the two finally settle down. It seemed like they were of equal strength. However, Heather's gaze had changed.

Although Heather maintained her composure, she knew if she continued fighting, Alexander would overwhelm her. She did not expect him to be such a strong opponent. Not only was he terrifying in the business field, but he was also mighty.

All this time, she had never taken this man seriously—Heather had never taken any man seriously. She felt she was born into strength and was not inferior to any man. However, she did not expect the man before her to be such a tough nut.

The man who had always seemed calm with a light smile now had a solemn expression, and his deep eyes were extraordinarily sharp. He looked at Heather and said in a severe tone, "Ms. Riggs, I don't intend to fight you. I'm only here to tell you something."

"What is it?" Heather replied coldly after taking a breath. She did not even flinch, maintaining her calmness.