The sounds of a fight as well as expletives flying everywhere came from the other end of the line.


    Carlisle said, “Wanda, Lily, I need to head out to deal with something. Stay in here and don’t go


    anywhere!”


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    He hung up and strode out. Two groups of people were caught in a tussle in the second–floor corridor.


    Heath swung a chair leg around wildly like he was brandishing a sword. His moves were strong and


    precise.


    Meanwhile, Benjamin, who looked honest and down–to–earth, was surprisingly good in a fight. He was


    holding a man by the neck and kneeing him in the abdomen hard. The man’s eyes were already rolling


    to


    the back of his head.


    Sean and Owen were younger, so they were receiving more blows than they were dealing.


    “Stop fighting! Stop!” Francis was trying his best to “stop” the fight. As he spoke, he locked a burly man


    in


    his arms, keeping him in ce so he couldn’t move


    Meanwhile, Hank charged forward to smash a beer bottle on the man’s head. As it shattered, blood


    trickled down the man’s forehead,


    Just then, three young men ran at Francis with beer bottles in their hands. Francis‘ gaze flickered as he


    spun around to fling the man at them, making them fall to the floor as he crashed into them.


    Then, another group of men charged out of a nearby private room. They held beer bottles that had yet


    to


    be opened. Mike was in the lead. He brandished a beer bottle and roared at Heath, “Do you want


    everyone


    in our circle to turn their backs on you, Heath?”


    Heath turned to spit out a mouthful of blood on the floor. Then, he bared his teeth in a feral smile and


    snarled, “Come on, then. It’s been a while since I’ve gotten serious in a fight. I’ll have some fun with


    you


    guys today!”


    Mike seemed to be a little wary of Heath. There was even a hint of fear in his eyes. But he didn’t want


    to embarrass himself in front of hisckeys, so he said, “Are you itching for a beating because my


    brother hasn’t given you one in a while?”


    Heath gave him and his men a scornful look. “You guys were still wetting yourselves in bed when I


    started running in these circles. And don’t think you can scare me by throwingn’s name around–he’s


    nothing without those rich people backing him up!”


    Just then, Carlisle came downstairs with a rusty chair leg. When he saw they were up against Mike and


    his men, he frowned slightly. Heath had told him aboutn being Mike’s brother and the top dog in this


    area. It would probably be more trouble than it was worth to get on Mike’s andn’s bad sides.


    After some thought, he chucked the chair leg aside and hurried over to them. “What’s happened here.


    Heath?”


    Heath retrieved the cigarette he’d tucked behind his ear and lit it. He took a drag before saying, “Some


    of the brats in the private room next to us got drunk and came to us to kick up a fuss.


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    Carlisle nodded and looked at Mike with a smile. “Since your men are the ones in the wrong, Mike, how


    about we let this slide? I’ll handle tonight’s bill.”


    Heath frowned but didn’t say anything. He knew Carlisle had to consider his business.


    Owen went to them and eximed, “Have you lost your mind, Carl? They’re the ones who came


    causing trouble–why do you need to foot their bill?”


    Wasn’t that an indirect apology and admission of fault? He couldn’t stand for it.


    Sean limped over to them. His eyes were red as he asked, “When did you be such a coward,


    Carlisle?


    Back in their high school days, Carlisle had gotten into more fights than he had. When any of their


    ssmates had been bullied, he’d always been the first to throw a punch.


    Yet now, Carlisle wasn’t standing up for his friends despite the beating they’d taken. What was worse,


    he was offering to pay for Mike and his men’s expenses!


    It was so fucking frustrating!


    Hank tucked his hands into his pockets. Some ss had shed his arm, and his long hair covered


    half his face, making it hard to read him.


    Meanwhile, Francis crossed his arms. He didn’t think Carlisle was wrong for doing this. Mike had safety


    in numbers. If they were to continue with this fight, their side would be the one to lose.


    The fact that Carlisle had chosen to settle the matter in this manner proved he was mature on the


    inside.