FreeNovelChapter 954
After Cecile's father passed away from the accident at the construction site, she had once lost hope for the future. It was Shyla and Kayson who helped
her. Whether it was Shyla or Kayson, they were her new source of comfort.
She looked at the man across from her with a resolute gaze as she asked," You won't keep scores if I leave with you?"
The young man scrutinized Cecile. He was sure that he must have seen this face somewhere-at an important ttoo!
“What's your name?" the heir from Eastsea asked with a squint.
“Cecile Redcliff."
“I've not heard of it..." the young man murmured softly before he scoffed in pomposity. "Hmph, smart of you. Cwith me!"
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Appalled, Hank wanted to stop Cecile, but he paused and stopped moving next.
"Hmph!" A snort resounded in the lobby before an icy voice spoke up loudly. "Stanley Leaf! Looks like breaking a
hand of yours is a punishment too light!"
The young heir from Eastsea widened his eyes in horror when he heard the voice. Snapping his head to the lobby
entrance, he panicked when he saw the owner of the voice as he recalled the terror of being under the mercy of
the person's domineering physique.
He shrieked in fear. "How is it you, Yarde!?"
Kayson walked in with a frown. Cecile did not have the best life, and now that she had just arrived in Skyspring,
she encountered an upsetting incident like this. He worried that it would traumatize the girl.
He also did not expect that the man from Eastsea, as Hank mentioned, was Stanley, whom Livia's uncle had
brought over. The kid practiced the Dynamic Punch, had agreed to a bet, and sparred with him at Livia's place. It
resulted in his finger bones being crushed by Kayson's Titanium
Technique-his right hand was still bandaged.
Hank was baffled and could not help looking at Stanley's bandaged hand. Kayson had already taught this
arrogant young heir from Eastsea a lesson?
Cecile froze in a helpless daze.
Kayson went over and flicked her forehead softly, telling her in exasperation, "Are you silly or what? | don't need
you to protectjust yet.
"If Shyla learns that I've put you in trouble, she'll probably fly over from school to cutinto pieces. You can't
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"I..." Cecile started weakly. "Sorry, Kayson. | won't do it again..."
Kayson did not have it in him to be too stern, so he smiled and shifted his gaze to Stanley, who was on pins and needles, his eyes turning cold.
“Who did you ask to be your company today? Try saying it one more time?"
stanley was indignant. He wanted to leave a threat or two, but considering Kayson's ability and the reminder not to offend Kayson that the bigshot he had
visited this thad given, he honestly could not muster the courage.
Kayson did not plan to just let him go despite his silence. He punched him. As Kayson's power was delivered, it turned into an intangible fist power that
felt like a tiger's pounce.
Stanley, who felt the force coming for him, paled in terror.
He flew through the air and crashed against a couch after being hit by the punch.
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