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Mark smiled at him and took a different treadmill at the nearby corner like Lila had done. Arnold only stared at both of them with a cold look... At that point, it was as if half of himself had left him.

After a moment, Arnold was done for. He decided to erase this thought from his head and just train. Although he found it hard, he tried forcing his sanity back to a balance.

As they ran on the treadmills, Arnold would often steal glances at Lila, and sometimes, their gazes could clash, causing an awkward flow of perplexity.

Mark noticed both parties were in quite a bad mood, but he would only smile and continue working out. After all, it was all because of feelings...

To him, he believed they would be together if they were fated to.

Because of this sudden awkward event, the trio didn't train as planned.

"I have some things to handle in my room, I have to go now."

Arnold was the first to bring up the idea of leaving, however, it was just like Mark had seen it coming.

"Me too, I will head back to my room to have a video chat with my girlfriend," Mark smiled.

It was just as if Mark mocked him with that statement, but Arnold didn't act like he had. Giving a positive nod, looked at Lila for a second and walked away.

"He is only confused. Don't worry, I can sense some affection for you in him," Mark turned to Lila and said.

He was already getting set to leave, so it wasn't okay for Lila to remain in the gym any longer. After all, everyone had left the gym since it was already getting late.

"You should go rest your head and relax. Sometimes, love isn't really what you think it is," Mark muttered again as they walked out of the gym house and through the alleyway.

"What... What do you mean?" Lila couldn't help but ask, her brows furrowing.

Mark shrugged. "Nothing... Have a good night," he said and walked towards his room while leaving Lila standing with rays of confusion penetrating her eyes.

Lila sighed in slight frustration. "Yet, everything seems so bad. So so bad!" She clenched her fist and made her way to her room.

She had hoped pouring her feelings to Arnold would only enlarge his interest in her because she thought he might have been admiring her secretly. However, in the end...

It was clear that Arnold wasn't sparing a second for an admiration.

******

Arnold met with Horny Tyres the next day to discuss the endorsement deal and sign the contract. Arriving at the headquarters office in Chicago, he was welcomed honorably by two men in suits and was led to the office of the manager.

Arnold observed the building and surroundings with a satisfied smile on his face. Fortunately, Horny Tyres was said to be one of the best tire production companies in the whole of Illinois, arguably the best in northeast America.

The fact that they would be offering over three thousand dollars for the deal was quite great. Endorsement deals were all over using one's face, name, and fame for the promotion and advertisement of a company's product... Arnold didn't think he had become that famous and influential to be worth such a deal.

Anyway, he found himself having it. As the Grindhouse Omega champion, he guessed this was just normal. After all, champions are always the stars used by various companies due to their career state.

Finally, he decided to stop looking down on himself and accept the fact that he deserved everything he was achieving. Although it is crazy how he was becoming so famous in less than three months of his debut as a Grindhouse wrestler.

This stage was not considered exactly professional... With the way he had become so famous, how would it go when he finally entered the top shows?

...

"Thank you for accepting our proposal, Max Fury. The Horny Tyres management are glad," the manager of the company said with a smile, welcoming Arnold.

"It's my pleasure. I'm also thankful to the company for having me to do this. It's more like a dream come true for me," Arnold replied politely.

The manager, Garry Kings, smiled at Arnold's statement and brought out a pile of papers from a blue file.

"Now let's get down to business," he sighed.

"We are recently launching new Range Rover Evoque and Vogue tires, and need you to help us in the commercial. You would be the advertising character together with Matthew Bridges... He is a new guy who had also been making a great impact since his debut in Legacy Pro Wrestling's low-level show."

"I know Matthew Bridges. Would be quite honored to meet him," Arnold smiled.

Then the manager continued speaking.

"The company had decided to award $8000 to you both if the tires reach a million sales one month after the launching."

Arnold flinched upon hearing this.

"Not only that, we would be awarding you two a new Range Rover Evoque if it reaches five million sales in three months. So, should we say you both should be hoping for good luck?" Garry chuckled.

Arnold who was utterly dumbfounded couldn't resist letting out a slight laugh with the manager.

The fact that he could get awarded a Range Rover Evoque almost made him shout out crazily. At this moment, a Range Rover Evoque was worth over fifty thousand dollars... If he earned this car in his empty garage, people would indeed believe that he had become rich!

Arnold's eyes were shaking around its socket as his heart beat hard. Only one thing could hinder these things from happening, and that was if the tires' sales wouldn't reach a million sales in a month, or five million sales in three months.

Although he tried to erase the waves of uncertainty, Arnold could see the clear path to riches right with his eyes. He only needed to work towards it, shoot the damned commercial, and help in the promotion and advertisement...

All with is massively growing fame...

If he really is the Max Fury they people are talking about, then why wouldn't it be possible to achieve these goals?

As a matter of fact, it could even be achieved before the given time.

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