Lydia chose Jack for Julian for the battle in the afternoon.
Jack was a sinister and vicious bastard who liked playing psychological warfare. Julian was no exception and was taught.
The opponent that Lydia chose for Valentina was Beardo, known as the Terror. Lydia once made him unconscious with a slap. This time, Valentina didn’t flinch at all. After facing Beardo, she attacked first, and every move was fatal!
Everyone couldn’t believe she had changed a lot in just one day. Valentina was defeated in the eighth move.
Then, her opponent on the first day, Killer, commented lightly, “Nice move!”
It was very difficult to make the cold-faced Killer praise someone.
Keeping in mind that hesitation was defeat, Valentina spared no effort in every move. She fully displayed dominance and fought hard without hindrance. Either she won, or Beardo did.
“Very well. You have made significant progress. Keep it going.” Lydia gave Valentina a joint massage and praised her.
Valentina raised her head, grinned, and said some magic words.
Lydia was stunned, not understanding what she was saying but feeling it sounded familiar.
“Warlord once said hesitation was a defeat!” Valentina said, “Although I lost today, I didn’t hesitate.”
Lydia lightly nodded his head.
Who said that playing games could only spoil children?
It proved that high-quality games could bring positive energy to people!
New Year was just around the corner. Even the Devendill Prison began to decorate with lanterns and festoons under the supervision of the prison guards. Prisoners could have chicken legs every day. Occasionally, they would have games to improve their lives.
Under high-intensity training and actual combat, Julian and Valentina made great progress.
The opponent Lydia chose for them every day was one level lower than the previous day’s, making them more comfortable and confident in themselves.
In the past few days, Valentina always slept on the bed. But she and Lydia maintained boundaries. Lydia never crossed the line to ensure she could have a good sleep, practice, and fight in actual battle the next day.
They slept in the same bed, but nothing happened. Such a strange thing bred a weird feeling and emotion in Valentina’s heart, which was warm and wonderful but also made her embarrassed. After all, she didn’t look neat when she woke up every day.
Sometimes the buttons of her clothes were accidentally unbuttoned, which inevitably made Lydia see through her clothes.
Oh, crap! I guess I like him…
Valentina was in a daze and sighed in her heart, feeling confused.
Hesitation was defeat. But any girl would be confused and hesitate in that case!
***
On the day of New Year, there was joy in Devendill Prison. Prisoners from all over the world also fell in love with the Hechland New Year. They gathered together to eat, drink, and have fun. It was rare relaxing.
Lydia took Valentina and Julian to the New Year’s Eve party in Devendill Prison. They enjoyed prisoners’ performances and ate a sumptuous dinner. However, Valentina couldn’t help shivering blew by the cold wind when she walked out. Not long after returning to the dormitory, she began to feel chills all over.
“I seem to be sick!” Wrapped in the bed, Valentina said shiveringly to Josua, who had just finished patrolling the cell.
Lydia touched her forehead, realizing she had a fever. It might be because she had worked too hard recently and became weak. Fever was actually self-regulation of the human body.
Seeing that she had no other symptoms, Lydia gave her ibuprofen and let her rest.
At the same time, Wendy was the loneliest. And it was quiet at the dining table, with three sets of empty dinnerware. Rayburn looked at her, his eyes full of worry and distress.
Wendy poured spirits into the empty glass.
She clinked the unused glass with hers and said, “Dad, Happy New Year!”
She drank it.
She clinked another glass and whispered, “Mom, Happy New Year!”
Then she clinked the third cup and whispered, “Randy, Happy New Year!”
After finishing three cups of wine, she became dizzy. But the food was untouched.
“Ms. Giradia, eat something. It’s not good for your health to drink on an empty stomach.” Rayburn hurried over to persuade her to eat and took a chicken leg.
Wendy sighed. She silently gnawed on the chicken leg while shedding tears.
Seeing this, Rayburn was heartbroken.
Wendy wiped away her tears, forced a smile, and said, “Go to rest. I want to stay alone for a while…”
Rayburn opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.
But Wendy’s cell phone rang at that moment. She was startled, picked it up, and saw it was from Lydia.
“Ms. Giradia, Happy New Year!” Lydia’s voice sounded, sounding wicked.
“You too…” Wendy swallowed, keeping a calm voice.
Lydia said with a smile, “I prepared a gift for you. You go to the courtyard now!”
Wendy was surprised and asked, “You didn’t go home?”
“I can still prepare a gift for you when I go home,” replied Lydia.
When Wendy came to the courtyard, she felt cold, saying, “Hurry up. It’s cold outside!”
Lydia instructed Wendy to walk into the corner, complaining, “So stupid. Left. Left. Left. It’s so obvious. What the… Are you blind!”
After several minutes, Wendy finally came to the left corner, where there was a rockery.
“Bend down to see what’s hidden below,” Lydia said with a smile.
Wendy bent down to take a look, finding a big box inside. She reached out and took it out.
On top of the big box was a lighter.
“I thought it was a treasure. It’s just a box of fireworks!” Wendy said disdainfully, but there was pleasure and satisfaction in her eyes.
“So childish. I’m not a child. What kind of gift are fireworks?”
Children liked New Year the most because they could receive lucky money on that day. But what made them happiest was to buy fireworks and firecrackers to play with everywhere.
Lydia snorted coldly and said, “You can leave them to others!”
Then, he heard the sound of a lighter beeping, followed by a loud bang. Apparently, fireworks were exploding in the air.
“Oh, my god. What a slap in the face!” Lydia couldn’t help but sneer.
“I just don’t want to waste it.” Wendy looked at the fireworks, with her face full of satisfaction.
But then she clapped back.
Lydia said with a smile, “Okay. I’ve got to go. Let’s have a drink later.”
Wendy wanted him to keep talking, but she just said, “Okay…”
She felt a little lost after hanging up the phone. Looking at the fireworks blooming in the night, she smiled.
