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."

grotesque, bleeding knife wound that had reopened during the fight. He pressed the jacket to the wound. "It's an old injury.

Xavier to

that moment, the people Claude had brought in also arrived, all of them bruised. Seeing Claude injured,

Lander, should we head

to

group left, Claude looked at Yvette. "Did

time." Yvette

"I knew he wouldn't

eyes were filled with concern. "I didn't

take you away tomorrow?" Claude asked

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

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

a moment before replying, "I don't think I

made everything clear with that one sentence. Claude

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

the diamond ring that had 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 it go? Did she say

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