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Aria Richardson frowned, the person he liked before was Hope Williams, but at that ti Hope was already with Waylon Lewis, and she didn’t choose him.
And Mia Fuller, he and Mia only had an engagent from childhood, there was no emotion, but while Mia was still his fiancée, the person she liked was also Waylon Lewis.
Later, when they t at the hospital, she was amazed at first sight and started pursuing him, but he was cold to her for two whole months, not even rembering her na.
It wasn’t until that ti at the bar when he saw Wyatt Lewis stand up for her that his attitude towards her changed.
Afterward, when Wyatt and Hope accompanied her to a matchmaking eting, after that eting, he told her they should try being together.
All these events added up.
Aria looked at him, feeling a little lost, wondering whether he was with her because he liked her, or if he had long seen through Wyatt’s feelings for her, driven by a man’s competitive spirit, wanting to use her to compete with the Lewis brothers.
Aria looked at him, taking a deep breath, "What will it take for you to let go?"
"Let you go?" Alexander Knox laughed coldly, "Dream on, you are my girlfriend, my fiancée, and you can only be my wife in the future. You can’t escape."
Wyatt Lewis was enraged by his shaless words and asked coldly, "Alexander Knox, just because she dated you, does she have to marry you?"
"Yes, because I like her, I have decided on her, she is mine. And you, holding my fiancée’s hand, do you want to be the third party between us?"
Alexander Knox sneered at Wyatt Lewis, his eyes full of mockery, "What do you think would happen if the dia found out about this? You, the second young master of the Lewis Family, would your family beco the talk of the town?"
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Aria stared at this person, "Alexander Knox, you are truly shaless."
"Aria, don’t say that, the shaless person shouldn’t be , but him." Alexander Knox smiled indifferently.
This deanor of Alexander Knox greatly shocked Old Lady Mrs. Knox, who looked at her grandson and called out woodenly, "Alexander?"
Alexander Knox’s eyes moved slightly, "Grandma, please go rest, I will handle this myself."
Alexander Knox glanced at the servant, "Take the old lady back to her room to rest."
With Alexander Knox’s commanding tone, the servant obeyed.
Old Lady Mrs. Knox was confused as she was taken back to her room.
Miac Richardson and Isla Sue glanced at each other, realizing that neither of them would back down easily in this situation.
Miac Richardson knew he couldn’t persuade Wyatt Lewis, nor Alexander Knox, so he sternly said to Aria, "Aria, don’t ss around, co here."
Wyatt Lewis held Aria’s hand tighter, not willing to let go.
Alexander Knox looked at them, his lips curling into an even colder smile, "How about this, if you can knock all of them down today, I’ll let you take her away, how about it?"
"No, absolutely not." Aria imdiately refused, "You go, I’ll find a way to resolve this myself, don’t worry about ."
There were nearly twenty bodyguards here, he would get hurt, how could this be allowed, absolutely not.
Aria fiercely twisted her wrist, trying to get Wyatt Lewis to let go of her.
But Wyatt Lewis was so stubborn, instead gripping even tighter, staring sharply at Alexander Knox, "Fine, as long as I win, you won’t harass her anymore!"
"Okay." Alexander Knox nodded in agreent.
Wyatt Lewis looked at Aria shaking her head continuously, his hands clamping her shoulders, his narrow eyes filled with tenderness, "Stand aside and wait for ."
"No, Wyatt Lewis, I don’t want you to do these things for ...really, you go, just go, I beg you...begging you."
Wyatt Lewis smiled, raised his hand to wipe the tears from her eyes, "Don’t cry, I told you, you really look ugly when you cry."
But Aria’s tears wouldn’t stop.
Wyatt Lewis released her, taking off his coat and tossing it aside, unbuttoning his cuffs one by one, revealing a robust and powerful arm, he clenched his fist, muscles tense, casting a cold gaze at the twenty or so bodyguards in front of him.
Alexander Knox sat down calmly on a chair, crossing his legs, pouring a glass of red wine, as if preparing to enjoy a good show.
Silas Knox frowned, seeing things about to get out of hand, hurriedly trying to stop anything, "Don’t go too far, he is the Lewis Family’s second young master!"
"So what if he’s the Lewis Family’s second young master? Trespassing on private property, Dad, if the police co, whose side would they be on? If the dia gets wind of this, how will they perceive it? Does the Lewis Family have a say? Besides, I’m not forcing him to fight, he’s doing it himself."
Alexander Knox smiled lightly, "Begin."
At his command, the bodyguards surrounded Wyatt Lewis instantly.
The Knox Family bodyguards were naturally well-trained, their skills no less than professional fighters, plus they had weapons in hand, while Wyatt Lewis was barehanded.
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Wyatt Lewis gritted his teeth, his eyes flashing with cold light, clenched his fists, and charged forward.
His punches were fierce, every hit landing.
Aria rushed forward, taking the chance to push away a bodyguard trying to ambush Wyatt Lewis, shouting, "Stop fighting, stop, do you hear ?"
No matter how much Aria yelled, no one stopped. Sticks sweeping through the air, near her ears, that swift speed was frightening.
Wyatt Lewis quickly pushed Aria out of the fight zone, while Miac Richardson and Isla Sue hurriedly held onto her.
Isla Sue, who had been watching in panic, her eyes rimd red, quickly checked Aria for injuries, "Aria, are you hurt?"
In the anti, Aria saw Wyatt Lewis getting hit hard in the back of the knee with a stick, gritting his teeth, he dropped to one knee but quickly got back up, hitting the attacker’s face with his elbow.
The attacker was knocked down, only for soone new to rush forward, hitting him on the back with a stick, blood oozing from Wyatt’s lip, without pause, he grabbed a nearby chair, smashing it on the person.
The solid wood chair shattered to pieces, echoing loudly.
Aria scread out loud, her heart aching to suffocation.
Natalie Rogers and Lily Armstrong, watching, were also stunned into silence, holding their breath, afraid to make a sound.
Aria pushed Isla aside, rushing to Alexander Knox, "You’re crazy, you’re mad, stop! Stop! Don’t hit him anymore, do you hear ?"
Alexander Knox, still composed, looked at her, "Aria, did you see? He is getting beaten because of you wanting to leave , keep watching."
Wyatt Lewis was fighting like crazy, each ti being knocked down, each ti getting back up, hitting harder each ti.
The bodyguards, seeing him seemingly numb to pain, glanced at each other, growing timid.
"Continue." Alexander Knox’s oppressive voice coldly ordered.
The bodyguards, realizing sticks weren’t enough, took out sharp knives.
"No!" Aria scread, furiously grabbing Alexander Knox’s collar, "You’re a bastard, Alexander Knox, you’re a bastard! Make them stop..."
No matter how much Aria cursed or scread, Alexander Knox had no intention of stopping.
Seeing Wyatt’s arms and legs already slashed, blood flowing, Aria scread madly, a tallic taste rising in her throat, her whole body trembling, she gritted her teeth, and with a thud, knelt before Alexander Knox.
Alexander Knox glanced at her sideways, "What are you doing?"
"Please, I beg you to spare him, take out your anger on , co after , spare him, stop hitting him."
Alexander Knox chuckled, "You know, that’s not what I want to hear."
Aria was stunned, the stubbornness in her eyes shattered as the sound of blades cutting through flesh echoed.
She clenched her fists, staring dead at Alexander Knox, "I’ll marry you, I agree to marry you, isn’t that enough?"
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