America 1919-Chapter 382 - 164, the game is over

The match was still ongoing.

Although he already knew the outcome of the match and had experienced life-and-death fights on the battlefield, the boxing match on the stage didn’t draw much of Donnie’s attention.

At the moment, Donnie was actually more focused on Pickford beside him.

The two sat side by side, and because of the venue, Donnie and his companions’ seats were actually added temporarily, the original seats for spectators were part of the sports arena!

Sitting there, Donnie could smell Pickford’s fragrance and felt her soft palm in his hand, damp with a thin layer of sweat.

Donnie’s index finger gently hooked the inside of Pickford’s palm, sensing her nervousness.

Scrape!

Suddenly, Pickford stood up, and Donnie let go of her hand. Observing the match, Douglas noticed Pickford’s situation and turned to ask her.

"What’s wrong?"

Pickford, with a slight blush on her face, said, "It’s nothing, I’m just heading to the restroom!"

At such a time, Douglas was actually supposed to accompany Pickford there.

But since the boxing match was at its most intense moment, Douglas really didn’t want to leave and so he said, "Then be careful!"

Pickford nodded, "I know."

Throughout the whole process, Pickford didn’t look at Donnie, and Donnie remained silent until she left. Robert, who knew Donnie very well, came behind Donnie at that moment. Although he spoke in a lowered voice, it was still audible to Douglas.

"Donnie, there are some matters regarding the post-match celebration banquet that need your decision."

Donnie turned back and said discontentedly, "Can’t it wait until after the match is over?"

Robert replied somewhat helplessly, "It’s quite important. You know that the guests who came this time are all quite significant, and if any part of the event isn’t managed well, it might be embarrassing for our friends!"

"Fine!" Donnie stood up, said a word to Douglas, who was a bit impatient but still maintained his decorum with a brief exchange, and continued watching the match.

Donnie left the place and in the VIP corridor saw Pickford, who had just come out of the restroom!

"Donnie, your behavior just now was very impol..."

Before Pickford could finish her sentence, Donnie had already embraced her and kissed her fiercely.

After going through pushing, struggling, resisting, accepting, and enjoying, Donnie took Pickford away from the corridor, going straight to the rest area of the match venue!

Everything was so natural, yet everything was so wild!

The thrilling atmosphere of the venue and the thrilling behavior, combined with the urgency of time, made Donnie not keep up the duration but maintain the intensity of each impact, and by the time he and Pickford finished, the boxing match had also ended.

Jack Dempsey had defeated George Caponti in the third round!

Jack Dempsey had won this century’s boxing match, and countless men and women cheered for his victory. At least half of the women who had once favored George Caponti happily turned to Jack Dempsey, declaring themselves fans of Jack Dempsey.

Although the match had ended, the event had not.

As the winner of this match, Jack Dempsey would receive the Golden Belt prepared for this match, awarded by Donnie!

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When Jack Dempsey held up the Golden Belt, the atmosphere at the venue reached its climax.

Everyone cheered for the match.

Meanwhile, the distinguished guests of the match also stood up, led by professionals, ready to head to the Xile Hotel in Boise City to attend the boxing match celebration banquet!

"This was an intense match. Donnie has found another perfect project for himself!"

Robert Taft and others, of course, could not leave like the ordinary crowd through the main corridor; they had their own VIP corridor, which allowed them to leave more comfortably and leisurely.

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Brad Dorn laughed by the side, "Donnie is a genius; this is something I’ve been sure of for a long time, his brain is filled with endless projects, and each one brings Donnie a hefty return!"

"Indeed it is!" Robert Taft nodded, then continued with slight regret and an insinuating tone, "It’s a pity that Donnie is always on his own..."

Helen, who had been quiet the whole time, said calmly, "Donnie’s current situation is already enviable by many, and furthermore, Donnie’s younger brother Cameron is already studying at Columbia University. After he graduates, he’s sure to be a great help to Donnie!"

"Really?" Robert Taft was somewhat surprised, as he genuinely didn’t know about Cameron’s status. However, he still said with regret, "Too bad it’s not Yale University!"

The entire Taft Family had graduated from Yale University, and Yale’s most famous Skull and Bones society was co-founded by Robert Taft’s grandfather, Alfonso Taft.

Helen knew that Robert Taft’s ’pity’ did not refer to Cameron’s not studying at Yale University but rather that Cameron could have joined the Skull and Bones society had he attended Yale, and said, "Cameron couldn’t have joined even if he was at Yale University!"

Even though Alfonso Taft, the grandfather of Robert Taft and Helen, was one of the founders of the Skull and Bones society, it did not mean the Taft Family could simply have anyone they wished join the society.