Chapter 70 He Felt Like He Was Manipulated Bend at the waist? What kind of twisted demand is this?
Finished Madelyn couldnât 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?
âYou seem reluctant to do so.â
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 motherâs 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 didnât express satisfaction, nor did he voice any dissatisfaction.
He continued to give orders, his tone cold and detached. âStart kicking now. Stretch your leg muscles as much as you can. Kick as high as youâre able to.â
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 time as mastering the basics wonât be a major hurdle for her.
As he held that thought, the expression on Maxtonâs face softened considerably, losing much of its initial coldness.
In the end, he had her do some stretching 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 didnât 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 âReally?â
âMmmâhmm.â Maxton nodded in agreement.
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Finished Upon hearing these words, Madelynâs face lit up with joy. She nodded eagerly and responded, âYes, thank you, Coach Wendel. I will definitely strive to do my best.â
With that, Maxton turned around and left.
Madelyn was over the moon, for she hadnât expected to start her lessons so quickly.
Thus, she didnât 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.
âWhy do you think Mr. Reynolds specifically chose Maxton to train that woman?â
The other woman shook her head. âIf only I knew! I really canât figure out whatâs so special about that girl. She even managed to get our top coach to personally train her.â
âUsually, we canât even catch a glimpse of Maxton. But look at her, sheâs got the luxury of having Maxtonâs company every day!â
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. âHow about we look into that girlâs background? I have a feeling itâs anything but ordinary!â
Upon hearing this, the haughty woman felt that it was a good idea.
So, she immediately nodded. âGreat! Go check it out, and report back to me as soon as you have any information.â
âAlright.â
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 eightâpack, their shoulders broad and muscular.
Finished They were clad in formâfitting 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 became too tired from training, or simply had nothing to do, she could always come here 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 didnât return home. Instead, he eagerly sought out Sebastian.
During the next few days, her coursework was intense, and the teacherâs pace of instruction was incredibly fast.
Madelyn had already missed quite a few classes, so naturally, there were many things she didnât 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 couldnât find Sebastian anywhere.
At that moment, Malcolm saw her and approached, saying, âMrs. rt, Mr.
Lockhart has left for work this morning and hasnât returned yet.â
âHuh?â Upon hearing this, Madelyn felt a slight sense of disappointment.
If he isnât there, who is going to help me review my work?
With that, she asked, âDo you know where he went?â
Malcolm only knew that Sebastian had gone out with Wesley, so he simply shook his head. âIâm sorry, Mrs. Lockhart, Iâm afraid I donât know.â
âI see...â
Madelynâs 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 become increasingly difficult for me to keep up with my lessons.
âMalcolm, could you do me a favor?â
3/4 Chapter 70 He Felt Like He Was Manipulated Since Sebastian isnât 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. âIf you have any instructions, Mrs. Lockhart, feel free to give them.â
Finished Madelyn let out a sly chuckle. âThereâs a problem here I canât figure out. Would you mind helping me review it?â
Upon hearing this, Malcolm felt cold sweat break out across his forehead.
The last time he assisted Madelyn with the surveillance camera, he nearly felt annihilated under Sebastianâs piercing gaze.
If I were to help her out, wouldnât I be digging my own grave once Mr. Lockhart comes back and sees it?
Quickly, he waved his hands in refusal. âI think not, Mrs. Lockhart. Why donât I get in touch with Mr. Lockhart instead? You should go in and wait.â
Upon hearing these words, Madelyn couldnât help but flash a beaming smile. âThatâs great, I appreciate your help.â
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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