Domination in America, Starting from being a Boxing Champion

At the O2 Arena, after the WBC-WBA boxing title unification match concluded, other weight class bouts continued on the ring.

Spectators interested in the matches could continue to watch, while those uninterested had the option to leave early.

However, most of the audience chose to stand up and leave, and the once-packed boxing hall began to empty.

Gary, holding a voice recorder, randomly interviewed several audience members, asking for their thoughts on the match.

Eighty percent of the interviewees were quite positive, saying the match was thrilling, and that watching boxing live offered a stronger sensory experience than watching on television.

A few expressed that it would have been better if Carl Froch had been a little more formidable or if the match had lasted longer, as many felt they hadn’t got their fill.

During his interviews, his phone started to ring.

Charlotte called, her voice filled with excitement, informing him that Emma Watson had just followed Link’s assistant Anna to the dressing room at the back.

"Really? Just her alone?"

"Daniel and Robert are also there. Do you want to go have a look? You have a press pass; those staff might let you in,"

Charlotte suggested.

After some thought, Gary decided to give up.

The dressing room area behind the arena was guarded by security and bodyguards, making it difficult to approach.

Furthermore, with Daniel and Robert there, it was unlikely they would have a rendezvous in front of them.

They were probably just chatting about the match.

He didn’t want to make a fruitless trip like he had the day before.

Charlotte sounded somewhat disappointed when she heard he was giving up, as giving up meant all their work over the last two days had been for nothing.

Gary felt bad and promised to buy her drinks over the weekend.

Leaving the O2 Arena, Gary drove back to The Sun’s offices. As he was sorting out his articles, he received a call from the thief Biggs.

Gary slapped his forehead, almost forgetting, he should have told Biggs to check out of the hotel, which would save a day’s expenses.

But before he could speak, Biggs shouted in a strange voice, "Bernard, there’s a woman in Link’s room, I bet Link is in there having a date with her."

"How do you know?"

Suddenly, Gary remembered that Biggs had installed a bug in Link’s room, "You eavesdropped?"

"Hehe, that’s right. Send me your email, and I’ll send it over for you to listen,"

"Okay!"

Gary quickly opened his computer, and a few minutes later, an audio file arrived in his inbox, which he played immediately.

Thud, thud, thud!

Creak! The door opened.

The voice in the audio was crystal clear.

"Eh, what brings you here?"

That was Link’s voice.

"Can’t I come?"

The moment Gary heard that voice, he jumped up from his seat, startling the colleague next to him.

"Bernard, what’s the matter?"

Ignoring the colleague, Gary played the audio again.

The second voice was definitely a woman’s voice, and she seemed familiar with Link.

"Biggs, well done, send me another one, let me listen and see whose voice it is,"

Gary said, trying to contain his excitement.

After leaving the O2 Arena, he’d been ready to give up, giving up on the £100,000 prize, the chance for a promotion and raise, leaving him deeply frustrated.

But Biggs’s audio file reignited his ambition; a promotion and raise might not be just a dream.

"Emm, that’s the only one,"

Biggs replied in the message.

"Only that one?!"

Gary, thinking Biggs was trying to extort him, said annoyedly, "Biggs, we are partners. We can only claim the reward if we find evidence of Link cheating, and you too. Don’t forget you booked the hotel with my money."

"It’s really only this one,"

Biggs explained the reason in a follow-up message.

Gary was grinding his teeth in anger, this useless thief couldn’t even properly install a listening device, and still dared to call himself a master thief, bullshit!

As he was cursing under his breath, Editor-in-chief Joseph approached, holding a color photocopy in his hand and placing it on Gary’s desk.

"Bernard, Kent called. He said he saw Link’s assistant with an unidentified woman entering the hotel. Go support Kent and try to get some clear photos,"

Joseph tapped the photocopy as he spoke.

Glancing at the color photocopy, Gary saw a blurry image of two women.

The one in the front could vaguely be made out as Link’s assistant, Anna.

The person behind, wearing a sun hat and large sunglasses with a tall figure and long legs, didn’t seem to be Emma Watson.

Gary felt certain that this woman was the female lead from the audio.

However, hearing that Kent had taken the photo made him quite displeased. Your journey continues with

Kent was his rival, and if Gary helped Kent and they captured evidence of Link cheating, Kent would get the lion’s share of the credit.

But this was a task assigned by Joseph, so he couldn’t just ignore it.

Gary agreed, slung his bag over his shoulder, grabbed his camera, and left the newspaper’s building.

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On his way there, Gary notified Charlotte and Officer Reed, asking them to stake out the hotel entrance and attempt to capture evidence of Link’s infidelity.

In the matter of secret photography, he did not want to cooperate with Kent.

With Kent around, even if he captured something explosive, the credit would go to Kent, and Gary didn’t want to hand over the glory to his rival.

By the time he arrived at the London Tower Hotel, Charlotte and Officer Reed had also shown up, and the three of them went to Biggs’s room to discuss what to do next.

"Damn it, you dared to sneakily install eavesdropping devices in the hotel rooms? You know that’s a crime, right?"

When he heard Biggs had been listening in on Link’s room, Officer Reed habitually reached for his handcuffs at his back, only to remember he was in plain clothes and didn’t have them on him.

Biggs jumped at his movement, instinctively moving further away, waving his hands as he spoke, "Hey, Officer Reed, please calm down a bit, we’re in this together now, trying to make a big score."

Gary watched James Reed’s dark face and internally cursed his mistake.

Although Reed wanted to make some easy money, he had no intention of breaking the law. It wasn’t a good idea to have brought him into a crime scene so hastily.

"James, we’re making money here, can you set aside your badge for a moment?"

Charlotte squinted her eyes, scrutinizing the surveillance equipment on the table, a glint of interest in her gaze.

"James, I know this is wrong, but we don’t have a choice now. Can you just pretend you haven’t seen anything? We’ll have Biggs take it down afterward, and no one will know."

Gary also tried to persuade him.

Officer Reed frowned and sat down on the opposite sofa, falling into silence.

Seeing Officer Reed relent made everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

"Biggs, are Link and that woman still in the hotel? Did you overhear anything else?"

Gary asked.

Biggs spread his hands in resignation and said, "Nothing, aside from Link ordering room service for a table of French cuisine after five, I didn’t catch anything else. But I guess they might be enjoying the French meal by now, probably getting ready for a date next."

"Just guessing doesn’t help, we need them to come out, get photographs of their date to claim the reward," Gary said, resigned.

"Biggs, you were able to sneak into Link’s room, why didn’t you install a video camera?"

Charlotte asked.

"Do you think I haven’t thought of that? There’s no Wi-Fi here, and setting up a video camera requires an ethernet cable, it’s too big of a job for me to handle alone," Biggs said with a grimace.

The three of them thought for a while but couldn’t come up with a plan. If Link wasn’t willing to leave his room, they couldn’t just barge in.

"I have an idea, but it’s a bit risky, are you guys willing to give it a try?"

Biggs said with a grin, revealing his bad teeth.

"What idea?"

Gary and Charlotte turned to him and asked.

Biggs took out a tool kit from the cabinet, opened it, and then pulled out a bundle of nylon rope, roller skates, a winch, and other tools.

"What are you planning to do?"

"Hehe, there’s a bodyguard stationed outside Link’s door, so forcing our way in is out of the question. I checked the location of Link’s room; if we hang down from the hotel rooftop, we’d be right at his window. We could enter through the window while they are busy messing around in the room and catch them in the act. What do you think?" Biggs said with a wicked laugh.

"Breaking and entering to take photos, you risk at least five years if you’re caught," Officer Reed said sternly.

"Do you guys have any better ideas?"

Biggs asked, looking at the three of them.

"No, photos obtained this way won’t be published by the newspapers," Gary shook his head. Illegally obtained photos—if the papers dared to publish them, Link’s lawyers would sue The Sun out of business. Gary would lose his job and maybe even end up in jail, a loss far outweighing any gain.

"Hey, guys, can’t you think outside the box, be a bit more daring? Do you realize who Link is? He’s a bona fide billionaire. If we manage to get proof of him cheating and then use it to blackmail him,

He wouldn’t hesitate to spend a few million pounds to settle the matter for the sake of his reputation. Even if it’s just a million pounds, if we split it four ways, that’s 250,000 pounds each," Biggs said excitedly.

"It’s 250,000 pounds," Charlotte reminded.

"Right, extorting a million from Link gives us 250,000 pounds each, extort four million, and we’re talking about a million pounds each. Guys, a million pounds—you’ll all be millionaires if we pull this off. Don’t you want to be millionaires?" Biggs said, his expression filled with excitement.

Millionaires?

At the mention of that word, Officer Reed’s eyes flickered with temptation, imagining living in a villa, driving luxury cars, buying his son Harry hundreds of roller skates, treating Louise to many designer bags.

He wouldn’t have to patrol the streets anymore; he could get a more relaxed job and receive more respect from others, elevating his social status.

The feeling of being a millionaire sure sounded great.

But what if they failed?

Going to jail, losing his job, going bankrupt—Louise would leave him too.

With that thought in mind, Officer Reed gave Biggs a glare and snapped, "Damn you, Kulo Biggs, you want to land us all in jail?"

"Officer Reed, don’t put it so harshly, we all know making money isn’t easy. Who can become a millionaire without taking some risks?" Biggs smirked back.

Gary shook his head too, "I don’t agree either. I only want to make a little money, not commit crimes."

Charlotte glanced at Biggs, squinting and smiling, "I feel the same way."

"I’ve got other things to take care of, I’m leaving first."

Officer Reed announced as he got up and left the hotel room.

"Biggs, keep listening in, and if Link leaves the hotel, make sure to let me know," said Gary as he also picked up his camera and bag to leave.

Charlotte shook her head, following them out.

"Fuck! A bunch of cowards, the lot of you—like this, you’ll never make a fortune in a lifetime," Biggs stamped his foot and cursed loudly.

Thud, thud, thud!

After more than an hour had passed and the sky had gradually darkened, Biggs took out his tool bag, getting ready to act alone when there came a knocking at his door.

Biggs looked through the peephole, smirked, and opened the door.

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