When Charlton and Kylo exited the gambling den, it was already 6:25 in the evening. They instructed their coachman to go straight to the pawnshop as they changed their attire inside.
"Woah! That's a nasty bruise you got there!" Kylo said when he saw Charlton's ribs.
"Ugh… it hurt like hell earlier. Thankfully, I was able to move a little so I didn't receive the full impact. If not, I'm afraid that I will not only have this bruise, but my ribs would've also been fractured."
"Anyway… should we come back there again one day? The pay out is not bad! If I had money earlier, I would've bet on you!"
"Stop spouting nonsense. If you did have it, I believe that you would've placed your money on my opponent!"
"No way! I believe in you!" Kylo said defensively. Well, Charlton was correct though. He did not believe that his friend was THAT good until he saw it with his own two eyes.
