MMA System: I Will Be Pound For Pound Goat

Chapter 387 What Question Does Damon Want To Ask?

Damon looked at Joey, who raised an eyebrow, a small grin tugging at the corner of his mouth.

"You gonna accept?" Joey asked, his tone half-serious, half-teasing.

Damon shook his head firmly, the decision already made in his mind. "No. I've got everything planned for Ireland. If I'm right, this tournament is going to take at least a couple of months. That's where my focus needs to be."

Joey chuckled, leaning back in his chair. "Man, you just walked away from a stupid amount of money. But I get it."

"Yeah, probably," Damon admitted, a faint smirk on his lips. "But money's not everything. Winning the World MMA Tournament is worth way more to me than fighting some guy who doesn't add anything to my career."

Joey nodded, his respect for Damon's priorities evident. "Makes sense."

Damon shifted the conversation, his tone turning serious. "So about the World MMA Tournament... we're sticking to the plan, right? Announce it after I qualify."

"Yeah, for sure," Joey said. "Build the suspense, let the fans wonder. Once you're in, we drop the news, and it's gonna blow up."

Damon nodded in agreement, the call-out already fading from his mind.

Dale Cole's antics weren't his priority, and the idea of stepping away from his focus for a quick payday didn't sit right with him.

He had bigger goals, and he wasn't about to let distractions pull him away from them.

He understood, though.

Joey's reaction, and even Dale Cole's challenge, hinted at how much money was being dangled in front of him.

But for Damon, it wasn't about the money, not yet, at least. Legacy, growth, and victory were his driving forces.

He had money.

It wasn't that he didn't want more, who wouldn't?but the system had already put him comfortably in the eight-figure range.

Financially, he was secure, and that gave him the freedom to make decisions based on his goals, not desperation.

But beyond all that, Damon knew one thing for sure: winning this tournament would skyrocket his value.

Damon offered a small smile. "There's nothing wrong with that, Joey. A peaceful home can make all the difference."

Joey smiled, shaking his head with a chuckle. "I don't even know why I asked that, it was a no-brainer."

Damon returned the smile but leaned forward slightly, his tone shifting to something more serious. "Understandable. But I've got a question of my own."

Joey turned toward him, intrigued. "Alright, hit me."

Damon hesitated, his hands clasping together briefly before he began. "You know me and Lana have known each other for more than two years now, and we've been dating for over a year."

Joey nodded, sensing there was more coming.

"She's been amazing to me, Joey. I mean, truly. And... I want to take the next step."

Joey's eyes lit up, a grin spreading across his face. "Man, are you serious? That's huge!" He paused, leaning closer. "Wait, have you talked to Victor yet?"

Damon shook his head, exhaling deeply. "No, not yet. I've talked to her mom, though."

Joey blinked, surprised. "But Victor?"

Damon shrugged, looking away briefly. "I don't know how to bring it up to him. It's not that I think he'd say no, it's just... it's Victor, you know?"

Joey laughed softly, patting Damon on the shoulder. "Dude, you're overthinking this. Victor loves you, man. Trust me, he'd probably be thrilled. He sees you as family already, and you've proven yourself to him a hundred times over."

Damon smiled and finished up his glass of water, setting it down with a light clink.

"Yeah, just some dumb nerves," he admitted with a chuckle, pushing his chair back to stand up. "Alright, Joey, I think I've gotta head out. Still need to swing by my mom's place. She just got back from her trip, so I want to catch up with her."

Joey nodded, standing as well. "That's cool. Just drop me off at home on the way."

Damon raised an eyebrow, smirking as he looked at his friend. "Why haven't you bought a car yet, Joey? Seriously." His tone was light, but the roast was intentional.

Joey shrugged nonchalantly, grinning. "Don't need one yet," he said jokingly. "Plus, why bother when I've got you to drive me around?"

Damon shook his head, laughing as they headed toward the door. "Cheap."

Joey just laughed, clapping him on the back as they stepped out into the fresh air.