“Dustin, don’t you think you went overboard just now?” Eleanor said with concern etched across her face.

“What if you’d actually hurt Ezra?”

She winced as she inspected the red marks on Ezra’s neck, then turned to Dustin, demanding an explanation.

“Overboard?” Dustin chuckled with a wry smile. “Ms. Welch, let’s get the facts straight. Ezra was brandishing a knife at me, and I only defended myself. So, who crossed the line here?”

Eleanor’s expression froze as she tried to clarify, “Well, Ezra wasn’t really planning to harm you. He was just trying to intimidate you, so why did you overreact?”

Dustin’s eyes remained cool and distant as he replied with a touch of sarcasm, “So, it’s all my fault? I overstepped, played your bodyguard, instigated this brawl, and took a bottle to the head?”

“I-That’s not what I mean!”

With guilt written all over her face, she admitted, “I know smashing a bottle on your head was a mistake, but I freaked out! I was worried you might hurt Ezra, and I just wanted to avoid unnecessary trouble.”

just supposed to die? You smashed a bottle on my head and you didn’t even

share, too,” Eleanor remarked, trying to share the blame. With a hint of reproach in her voice, she pointed out, “You’re incredibly skilled, yet you never told me. I worried for

were too harsh; you almost choked Ezra. If I hadn’t stepped in,

you think I should thank

I’ve lowered my pride and

to be

as she continued to deflect blame without a sincere apology. She was the

After all, as a member of the Welch

her, Dustin remained as icy as ever, unfazed

let the matter

have called for backup without hesitation. Dustin smirked and responded calmly, “Oh, you’re suggesting

get too

about fighting, it won’t matter. Remember, you’re nothing more than an ant to me. Defeating you is

“Feel free to

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