Chapter 738

While her sister was engrossed in the fierce sparring match with Harold and Bryan, Jane quietly slipped downstairs. She prepared four glasses of freshly squeezed juice, garnished each with a slice of lemon and a knotted straw, and arranged some light snacks on a large tray. Balancing the tray carefully, she toddled toward them on her short little legs, her tiny frame dwarfed by the oversized platter. Just as Mina, Harold, and Bryan removed their helmets and protective gear, they spotted Jane’s determined approach. Bryan immediately jumped down from the platform, swiftly taking the tray from her with one hand while guiding her up with the other. The four of them settled cross-legged on the boxing mat, each sipping juice and nibbling on snacks. Bryan kept stealing glances at Mina, his concern growing until he could no longer hold back. Hesitantly, he asked, "Mina... are you okay?" Mina blinked at him in confusion before breaking into a carefree grin. "Oh, you mean about Mute Boy? Pfft—th