He scowled and took a few steps forward, trying to pull Zoey towards him.

But Zoey recoiled, avoiding his grasp with a frown creasing her brow. She truly couldn't figure out Fitch anymore. With his wealth and good looks, why was he picking a fight with her? Fitch's expression darkened even more at her evasion. He slowly retracted his empty hand, chuckling lightly.

Sensing the challenge, Henry, as a fellow man, couldn't help but get heated. "Zoey, did he hurt you?"

Just as Zoey was about to shake her head, Henry grabbed her wrist to inspect it. Upon seeing the red mark where she had been grabbed, his tone instantly turned icy. "Did he abuse you?" Zoey didn't want to escalate the situation and quickly shook her head. "No, Henry, we..."

But before she could finish, Fitch's brooding voice cut in. "Enough."

forcefully pulled Zoey towards him. Henry was surprised by his brutality and swung a punch towards Fitch's face. Fitch's head jerked to the side, and he instinctively kicked Henry. No one in Greenfield, or anywhere

be substantial. Fitch, having been through rigorous military training, was skilled

and Henry spat

the bodyguards moving to handle Henry and pushed Fitch away in panic. "Have you lost your mind? You

about to intervene, Zoey tried to make them stop, but Fitch's hands wrapped tightly

bodyguards away and picked up a sharp piece of rock, stabbing it into Fitch's

with Zoey in his arms, he feared she would get hurt instead. So he took the hit,

in

too quickly for her to process. When she finally

herself in front of Henry, her gaze fixed sharply on Fitch. "Call your men off. He's a pianist. Do you really

chest, the blood still flowing freely. After a moment, he chuckled, "Zoeycare you blind? Is he the only one hurt?"

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