Chow felt himself getting angry at the thought of the boy who spoke up for Vivian in school that morning.
If not for the fact that he and Raylan had been friends since their diaper days, he would not have hesitated to bash him up.
Raylan knew just how far he could push his buttons without consequences. There was no reason for him to be afraid of Chow's temper. The dimples on Raylan's cheeks deepened.
"It's so out of character for you to care so much about a little girl," Raylan said with a low chuckle.
Chow was about to retort when the door opened with a loud squeak.
Everyone in the room stopped whatever they were doing and looked at the door.
It was Peter, the driver, and Vivian, who was still clad in her school uniform. Vivian peered into the room with a flustered look on her face.
