Santiago rolled his eyes, "Deanna can live her own life. She's 19 years old. After this winter, she'll be 20."
"My mother used to tell me that a man would grow his backbone after turning 20 so that he can support himself. A girl would have developed a strong heart at 20 just so she can live with her partner."
"You're her brother, but you don't even know her. How would you know what she wants?"
"Everyone is different. You can't trap her in your own bubble."
"If Deanna is willing to abandon everything and follow someone to the ends of the earth for them, I think whatever you're doing is just a waste of time."
"She's not your sister, so of course you'd say that," Zorion turned around and looked at Rossie in the car. He was still worried about her and was getting anxious.
After turning back, he heaved a sigh "Come on, let's fight. If I win, I'll bring Deanna home with me. If I lose, I'll walk away willingly."
The reason why Zorion was so confident was because he had never once lost to Santiago. On the other hand, Santiago always lost to other people when it came to a proper fist fight.
Santiago laughed, "Since you agreed to it, let's begin."
He then took two steps back and waited for Zorion to begin.
Zorion wasn't wearing much today as he only had a black suit on. Raising his hand, he unbuttoned his suit and approached Santiago. After exchanging brief glances, Santiago threw a punch at Zorion. Zorion dodged nimbly and fought back.
Raeleigh was promptly shocked and squealed, "Santiago, look out!"
"I got it."
Santiago smiled as Zorion looked at Raeleigh. His eyes fell on Santiago's face, sheer anger and frustration welling up in his gaze.
"Does your brother know?" Zorion asked while fighting. Santiago laughed, "You don't know me at all. My brother doesn't have any hold on me."
"Even so, you can't..."
"Never mind me. Don't forget, you're the same."
Santiago and Zorion talked as they fought. They were moving so aggressively that Raeleigh couldn't tell what they were talking about, but she was so worried that she clutched Santiago's jacket tightly with both of her hands.
A moment later, Scarlette and Hadrian stepped out of the villa. Scarlette stood next to Raeleigh and shrugged, "Mr. Jepherson is the best at fighting since he can always gain the upper hand. Mr. Whalen had trained with him ever since he was a child, and became the only one who could spar with him later on. Speaking of which, Mr. Whalen is also very powerful. Sometimes he is able to beat up Mr. Jepherson with a single move. He'd often tell Mr. Jepherson not to lower his guard, or it'll be an easy loss."
"Although Mr. Santiago is strong as well, he is no match for Mr. Jepherson in a fight. As for Mr. Whalen..."
Scarlette shook her head. There was no hope.
Raeleigh turned around and looked at Scarlette, asking, "How are you able to boost someone else's morale yet belittle the person you're working for?"
"I am not trying to boost anyone's morale or diminish hope for anyone. I'm just trying to prove that you, Raeleigh, have grown increasingly partial to Mr. Santiago recently. You used to complain about Mr. Santiago and clearly didn't like him, but now you're always worried about him."
Upon hearing this, her heart ached. Although there was something going on with Jepherson, she really did feel uncomfortable when she saw him sitting on the sofa last night.
"I'm just worried about him," Raeleigh said as she took a step forward. Zorion had just threw a kick at Santiago and she wanted to help him.
"Don't come near me," Santiago nearly lost his balance as he stumbled back. Raeleigh's tears were welling up in her eyes and she was very worried.
Noticing that she was about to step forward, Santiago stopped her immediately.
"He is worried about you. Don't go."
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