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Thalassa couldn't help but take a step back when she saw the scene. Doctor Alistair, who had intended to advise Dashiell, immediately swallowed her words and bid Finlo farewell before hastily leaving in her car. Ansel's timing was impeccable. He arrived just when Dashiell was at his breaking point. Ansel had been shouting, demanding that Dashiell apologize to Ulrik, but in the next moment, Dashiell kicked him against the wall. Before he could react, Dashiell's fists were raining down on his face. Ansel heard the muffled sound of his bone. After a brief moment of paralysis, he felt the excruciating pain radiating from his internal organs. Apart from occasional boxing at the club, Dashiell rarely engaged in physical altercations. With Ambrose and Finlo around, few dared to get close to

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