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."

hand and 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

training, was skilled in combat. Henry, on the other

was harsh, and Henry spat out

Fitch away in panic. "Have you lost

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

picked up

could have dodged, but with Zoey in his arms, he feared she would get hurt instead. So he took

in on Henry

was dazed, the events unfolding too quickly for her to process. When she finally snapped back to reality, she saw the bodyguards about to

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

pressed against his bleeding chest, the blood still flowing freely. After a moment,

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