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

expected Xavier

all of them bruised. Seeing Claude injured, one of

should we

Tell everyone to

group left, Claude looked

arrived just in time."

knew he wouldn't give

filled with concern. "I didn't expect him to follow

away tomorrow?" Claude asked

take care of Viola and the kids. I

refusal. He smiled wryly. "Can you tell me why you always reject my

was silent for a moment before replying, "I

clear with that one sentence. Claude understood that she would

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

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

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