Xavier and Claude both ended up with bruised faces, neither faring better than the other.

However, Claude, who had previously been injured, was no match for Xavier. As Xavier's next punch fell, Yvette stepped in front of Claude.

"Are you done?" she asked coldly, looking at Xavier.

Xavier froze, his lip still throbbing in pain. He wiped the blood trickling from his mouth and stared at Yvette without a word.

"Leave, or I'll call the cops!" Yvette added.

Xavier felt a pang of bitterness in his heart. In the past, no matter what had happened, Yvette had always stood by his side first. But now, she had chosen someone else. He soon averted his gaze, turned around, and walked out.

After he left, Yvette immediately checked on Claude. "Are you okay?" she asked. As soon as her hand touched his arm, Claude winced and drew a sharp breath.

"I'm fine," he replied.

However, Yvette noticed blood seeping through his sleeve and staining her fingertips. "Your arm is bleeding."

revealing a muscular arm with a grotesque, bleeding knife wound that had reopened during the fight.

Xavier to

had brought in also arrived, all of them bruised. Seeing Claude injured,

we head to the

everyone to

left, Claude looked at Yvette. "Did Xavier hurt

you arrived just in time."

slightly. "I knew he wouldn't

filled with concern. "I didn't expect him

you away tomorrow?" Claude

offer. "No need. Just help me take care of Viola and the

expected her refusal. He smiled wryly. "Can you tell me

silent for a moment before replying, "I don't

with that one sentence. Claude understood that

me if you need me." After saying this, he left, feeling

window. On the way to the airport, he got a call from Yerick. "Hey, bro, how did it go? Did she say

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