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Divorce me I'm done serving you (Ayla) novel Chapter 654

Kaleb had never been so annoyed by a woman before. If he could avoid Bria, he absolutely would.

Without saying a word, he walked past her and went straight to the nursery. Then he shut the door behind him.

The nursery was spacious and quiet.

Troy was sitting on the couch. He wore a neat, well-fitted suit, but it could not hide the tired look on his face. Even in this rough state, the pride and arrogance around him were clear. He carried himself like someone who looked down on everyone else.

Kaleb walked over. Without any warning, he swung his fist. The punch landed hard.

Kaleb pointed at him, his face cold and fearless. "If you ever bully my sister again," he said in a sharp voice, "next time it won't end with just one punch."

Troy knew Kaleb was a brave young man. For someone his age, he was also unusually calm and mature.

But if Troy wanted to, he could have his bodyguards hold Kaleb down with a wave of his hand. He would not even need to fight Kaleb to crush his spirit.

Still, Kaleb was someone Ayla trusted very much.

Troy held back the cold fury in his eyes. He slowly turned his face back and rubbed the sore corner of his mouth. Then he gave a short, mocking laugh. "Between me and Draven," he asked, "who do you hate more?"

Kaleb didn't even pause. "You're both awful," he said. "But if I have to choose, it's definitely you."

Troy raised his eyebrow slightly. "And next time," he asked calmly, "how do you plan to protect your sister?"

Kaleb stared straight at him. "If it comes down to it," he said flatly, "one life for one life. I'm fine dying together."

Troy's lips curved faintly. No wonder they were siblings. They both had the same sharp, cold edge.

Kaleb had already made his threat clear, but Troy had no reason to promise him anything. Ayla had shut him out completely. Why would he care what Kaleb thought? Still, Troy wasn't mad. His quiet, steady presence alone filled the room with pressure. Letting Kaleb land that punch was enough. At least Ayla might feel a little less angry after hearing about it.

Kaleb had vented his anger. He turned and prepared to leave.

At that moment, the door opened. Bria had asked the housekeeper to unlock it. The moment she stepped inside, she saw Kaleb's clenched fist and the bruise forming at the corner of Troy's mouth.

Her eyes widened in shock and fury. She rushed forward. "How dare you hit my brother?"

Andrew came in right behind her. The moment he heard that, his heart nearly stopped.

Holy shit! Troy was in charge of the Winston Group. Outside, Andrew might act confident and bold. But in front of Troy, he became quiet and cautious, like a frightened little bird.

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