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Are You Regreting It Now
The senior Mr. Dunraven's expression didn't change much, but there was a flash of coldness in his eyes.
Percival didn't want to waste time sucking up to the old man. He had said before that he wasn't interested in the family business. He came today mainly to beat up Trent.
Trent wasn't surprised; he knew Percival wouldn't be able to resist coming after him. He smirked, his lips curling with a wicked smile.
"Stay away from my woman."
Trent looked up, his tone indifferent, "It was just a dinner together. Was there really a need to come here in the middle of the night to make a scene? What's yours is yours; I couldn't take her even if I wanted to. If she's not yours, you can't keep her either. Am I right, bro?"
"Should we take this outside or just here?"
Trent stood up.
As soon as they stepped outside, Percival grabbed his coll
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