Harry Hunter’s expression was indifferent as he said, "Retreat," and turned to leave.
The crowd imdiately followed, leaving in a grand procession.
Alexander Parker on the other side couldn’t even keep his eyes open. He fumbled his way to the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and started splashing water on his eyes.
"Harry, you just wait! I’ll make you cry enough, too!"
He rinsed for half an hour, and his eyes finally opened enough. Looking in the mirror, he saw they were swollen like peaches!
Reese Renfrew was beside him, unable to help, crying non-stop, cursing this and that.
Alexander found her annoying and returned to his room, shutting her out.
Just as he was about to lie on the bed, he felt sothing off about the blankets and suddenly lifted them, revealing a living person!
"Austin—Winters!"
Austin Winters turned his head, just about to joke with him, but was shocked seeing his swollen eyes: "What happened? Did you cry?"
"No! Get out!"
Alexander felt ntally exhausted, having just dismissed one person when another showed up!
Austin Winters, who knew Harry had co earlier, angrily sat up: "Harry bullied you? I’ll get revenge for you!"
Alexander weakly waved his hand: "Go, go, hurry, and if you could finish him off, that’d be best."
Right now, he wished those two would just kill each other!
"Get off my bed imdiately, I want to sleep."
Seeing that Alexander seed genuinely exhausted, Austin Winters stopped teasing him and got out of bed: "Go ahead and sleep. Want to carry you to bed?"
"Get out!"
Alexander propped himself up onto the bed and imdiately fell asleep; he was truly worn out.
Austin Winters stood by his bed, watching him for a while.
As he slept, his body slightly curled up, with his soft short hair scattered on his forehead, looking like an innocuous child.
His handso features were striking, and with his eyes closed, the seven-tenths of his viciousness and coldness hidden away, his long eyelashes slightly curling, making him appear much softer.
Austin Winters felt the urge to touch him again.
But just as he reached out, those beautiful eyes snapped open with a sharp glare: "Want to die?"
Austin Winters had to pull his hand back, under that piercing gaze, and jumped out the window, leaving.
"So petty, not even allowing a touch..."
Austin Winters muttered as he left, putting on a hat, and from his pocket, he pulled out sunglasses and a mask, fully arming himself to avoid being recognized.
But just as he exited the Parker Family villa, soone stopped him.
"Young master."
Austin Winters, annoyed: "I’ve disguised myself like this, and you can still recognize ?"
Little Crane was confident: "Of course! So don’t think about shaking off, sneaking away is useless! And I just knew you’d be running to the Parker Family! Young master, did you kiss handso n this ti?"
Austin Winters couldn’t be bothered to reply and took out his phone to call Harry Hunter.
"Did you go bully Alexander Parker?"
"Feeling sorry?"
Harry’s voice was flat: "If you’re feeling sorry, go turn yourself in."
"What a joke! Why would I feel sorry? I just asked casually!"
"Not sorry? Then I’ll go again tomorrow."
"Don’t you dare go again! If you go again, I’ll kill the old lady!"
"Hmm."
Harry said and hung up the phone.
Austin Winters was so angry he nearly smashed his phone!
Hmm?!
He threatened to kill the old lady, and Harry just replied with "hmm"?
He really doesn’t care about the old lady’s life!
But honestly, he couldn’t kill the old lady!
Not even a beating, she was too old; a little trouble and she’d be off to see King Grim.
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