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Chapter 602: My leg! Ahhh! His face went pale as he doubled over, groaning.

Through his blurred vision, he saw Kellan standing in front of Allison, tall and unyielding.

Dressed in black, Kellan exuded a quiet but undeniable menace.

Still making excuses for losing your temper? You really are stupid.

Kellans voice was cold, his eyes sharp enough to cut.

Apologize to Allison, he ordered, his tone low and final, or you wont like what happens next.

Santino gaped, his pain momentarily forgotten as indignation flared.

Fear flickered in his eyes, but his anger quickly overpowered it.

He wasnt used to being the one on his knees, apologizing.

Apologize? he sneered, his voice trembling with rage.

You think you can make me? Youre nothing! Lets settle this, just you and me.

Kellan met his challenge with a look of disdain, calmly loosening his tie.

Fine.

He began wrapping the tie around his right hand, inch by inch, the deliberate motion heightening the tension in the crowd.

Ill show you how a real fight ends, he said quietly.

Without another word, Kellan moved in.

He didnt have the patience to hold back.

His first blow landed with precision, snapping Santinos head back.

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The crowd watched, captivated as Santino, now a dazed, whimpering mess, was pummeled into submission.

About time someone shut him up! Hes been throwing his weight around for too long! Look at him now beaten senseless! He was so cocky just a moment ago.

Serves that bastard right! Santinos chivalrous act fooled nobody.

The crowd knew that he was nothing but a bully.

Hed claimed he was standing up for Melany, but his only target was Allison, despite Kellan and Ferdinand both being there.

Santinos face, swollen and bruised, twisted in pain.

He managed to catch his breath just long enough to snarl, Youll pay for this! My uncles coming.

Hell make you all regret this! But his threat only deepened Kellans cold fury.

Looks like you still havent learned to shut up, Kellan said, his gaze cold, filled with sharp murderous intent.

He stepped forward, and after closing the distance, raised his foot and ground it down onto Santinos hand.

A sickening crack echoed through the air as bones snapped beneath Kellans heel.

Santino screamed, his face draining of color, writhing in agony.

The crowd fell silent, watching in stunned awe as Kellan slowly withdrew his foot, his expression calm and unperturbed.

Santino let out a sharp, agonized cry, the pain so intense that he almost wished he could collapse to the ground to relieve it.

Youll regret this! Just wait, Ill make sure you pay… he muttered, pointing a shaking finger toward Kellans face.

But his bravado withered halfway through, frozen by the murderous glint in Kellans eyes.

Santino felt his stomach sink, suddenly aware that any more threats might just get him killed.

Kellans whole stance emanated a cold, dangerous edge, as sharp as a blade.

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