Chapter 120

"Jack, get him out of here!" Arthur ordered. Sitting on the edge of the sofa with his long legs crossed, he adjusted his glasses with his slender fingers. His eyes, partially obscured by the lenses, held a trace of a smile but were mostly cold and indifferent. He appeared to be refined and gentle, but in reality, he was strong and harsh.

Jack said loudly, "Yes, sir!" He waved his hand, and the bodyguards immediately rushed in and surrounded Darren.

Darren glanced around with a faint smile, loosened his tie, lowered his head, and began to roll up his sleeves. Soon, his strong, tanned arms were revealed, their defined muscles showing great strength and power.

He stretched out his hand, gesturing provocatively. "All of you come at once. It'll save some time."

Arthur snorted and snapped his fingers. "Go!"

The six bodyguards charged at him, and soon, a fierce fight broke out.

From a young age, Darren had received an elite education, and combat skills were a mandatory part of his training.

Not only was he skilled in combat, but he was also exceptionally proficient. He fully understood the principle of defeating each opponent with a single, decisive strike, when outnumbered. His attacks were merciless; nearly every punch landed with precision and force, ensuring that those he brought down stayed down.

The servants in the villa were clearly well-trained.

Even in the face of such a fierce fight, they remained unfazed.

eyes in curiosity, clapped his tiny hands in excitement, and occasionally let out strange giggles, as if cheering everyone

at him and became even more

ten minutes, only he was left standing. He wiped the sweat from

as annoying as ever.' "What exactly do you want?" Arthur sneered. "If you're thinking of getting back with Natalie, I advise you to give up. I know my sister best-once she makes up her mind, she doesn't change it easily." Darren paused briefly before

to Natalie, was even more displeased

the first time you, his father, have come to see

of the saying that 'blood is thicker than water'?" Darren glanced at Arthur indifferently. "My son and I have

spoke, he extended his arms toward Rafael, indicating

Rafael, who was giggling a moment ago, suddenly burst

into his arms. He gave another cold order for Darren to

the cold shoulder, but even his newborn

the baby, the little one started crying again, this

exclaimed in concern, "Mr. Arthur Xavier, we can't let him cry

Darren and said, "Still

phone rang. He took it out and saw i

seat, asked in a low voice,

where are we

Xavier go?" Darren

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