The Contract Said No Strings Attached (Charlotte) novel Chapter 378

That adorable little scene was enough to make anyone smile.

Noah stayed silent, lost in thought as he tried to figure out why he’d failed just now.

Rebecca ruffled the kids’ hair, her voice gentle. “Sweethearts, you did great. Your uncle’s an adult, and he practices boxing every day. It’s perfectly normal that you can’t beat him yet. But you were so brave out there—Mom is really proud of you.”

Her words eased the sting of defeat, and the kids felt much better.

They watched as one challenger after another stepped into the ring, only to be taken down by Uncle Samuel. The kids were a jumble of emotions: frustrated that none of the grown-ups could hold their own, but bursting with pride that their Uncle Samuel was just that good.

Rebecca took in the sight of her four little ones, drenched in sweat from head to toe. “Come on,” she said, “let’s go get you changed.”

The four of them nodded and trailed after her to the locker room.

Joyce hurried after them. “I’m coming too.”

No sooner had they left than Dylan strode into the boxing gym with Fitch and Thomas at his side. The three brothers made a striking entrance, their presence impossible to ignore.

Fitch glanced around, a spark of excitement in his eyes. “Well, looks like the place is buzzing today. Pretty lively crowd.”

Clearly, he was thriving on the energy and chaos.

Thomas quickly spotted Samuel in the ring and frowned. “Isn’t that Samuel, the Thomson family’s second son? What’s he doing here?”

Dylan’s gaze followed Thomas’s, landing on Samuel.

Samuel was in the middle of another match, having already knocked out a string of opponents.

Fitch rolled his eyes and sighed. “Honestly, I am pretty bored these days. Even Raina from your company won’t give me the time of day. I’ve reached out to her over and over, and she won’t even respond. For a minute, I thought things between us were getting better, but nope—right back to square one overnight…”

Thomas teased, “Can you blame her? With your track record, what decent woman would want anything to do with you?”

Fitch scoffed and let it drop.

The three of them kept walking, but Samuel had already spotted them.

As soon as he saw Dylan, Samuel halted, his gaze sharp and appraising, with just a hint of rivalry.

“Dylan, are you really not going to take him on?” Fitch persisted, still trying to convince Dylan to step into the ring.

Dylan gave him a look. “If you’re that eager for a match, go get in the ring yourself.”