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."

removed his jacket, revealing a muscular arm with a grotesque, bleeding knife wound that had reopened during the fight. He pressed the jacket to the wound. "It's an

expected Xavier

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

we head to

to leave

left, Claude looked at

arrived just in time." Yvette shook her head. "Thank

"I knew he wouldn't give

with concern. "I didn't expect him to

you away tomorrow?"

care of Viola and the kids. I can handle

tell me why you

was silent for a moment before replying, "I

sentence. Claude understood that she would

understand. No matter what, just call me if you need me." After

been in his pocket all this time and threw it out the window. On the way to the airport, he got a call from Yerick. "Hey, bro, how did

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