With a sharpened gaze, Zachary launched a kick at Louis.
Spewing out a mouthful of blood, Louis crashed onto the ground.
“Do you really think that I don't dare to kill you?” Zachary glared ferociously at Louis. “Let me tell you. If I had wanted to do so, you would have been dead in your home, let alone in F Nation.”
“Zachary, you...” Seized by rage, Louis spat out another mouthful of blood.
“Sir Louis!” At that moment, Louis' subordinates came to help him. They questioned Zachary, “Mr. Nacht, how can you do this to Sir Louis? Aren't you friends?”
“Friends?” Zachary sneered. “I treated him as my friend. But, he stole my woman.”
“Charlotte is my fiancée. She's mine!” Louis roared adamantly.
“Do you still want to marry her despite the fact that she has just slept with me?” Zachary triggered him on purpose.
“You...” Louis raged hysterically, “I'm going to kill you!”
“As if you can.” Zachary taunted him at every turn.
“Gather my men and soldiers here, I'm going to kill this b*stard right now!”
Louis had gone berserk.
Wrapping herself with the blanket, Charlotte walked up to Louis and struck his neck, rendering him unconscious.
Suddenly, silence filled the air.
“Take your Duke home,” Charlotte ordered Louis' subordinates.
“Yes.” They left with him at once.
When Charlotte gave Lupine a look, she quickly followed them out. She then gave Gordon's men a call and instructed them to escort Louis safely home.
If something were to happen to him along the journey, it would significantly complicate matters.
After that, everyone was asked to leave.
Back in the room, only Charlotte, Zachary, Lupine, and Ben remained.
“Zachary, you've got guts.” Charlotte gritted her teeth as she glared at him. “Are you satisfied now? Have you vented enough?”
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