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."
Claude quickly 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 old injury. Did I surprise you?"
Claude hadn't expected Xavier to be so tough.
At that moment, the people Claude had brought in also arrived, all of them bruised. Seeing Claude injured, one of them immediately came over to bandage his wound.
"Mr. Lander, should we head to the hospital?"
"It's fine. Tell everyone to leave us," Claude instructed.
After the group left, Claude looked at Yvette. "Did Xavier hurt you?"
"No, you arrived just in time." Yvette shook her head. "Thank you."
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