Chandler and Hector had gotten into a brutal fight.
The pent-up rage and destructive urge within Chandler needed an outlet, and Hector was conveniently there.
They had been at each other's throats all night, and a fight was inevitable.
The battle was intense; both men were skilled in combat, each blow landing with precision and force.
When Chandler returned home, his face bore the marks of the altercation.
Charlie, the butler, was horrified. In all his years with the Chesterfield family, he had never seen Chandler so battered.
"Mr. Chesterfield, what happened?" Charlie exclaimed. "Please, sit down. I'll get some ointment for your injuries."
"No need," Chandler said with a cold smirk.
Though he was injured, he felt a strange satisfaction.
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