"You! Talk.”
Noah turned to stare at Mark, who was already reduced to a mess on the ground.
"Please, Mr. Evans. Spare me, please. I wouldn't have hit on her had I known she was already with your brother!"
Such was Mark's pathetic intelligence level. He still could not pick up the slightest hint of Noah and Anabelle's relationship.
As a consequence, his plead only turned Noah more livid.
Boneheaded as Mark was, he could still tell he f****d up his plea. He inched toward Faith instead and started, "Do something! It was you who told me that girl is pretty! You said it was alright to check her out!"
Faith frowned in disgust. "You are right about the first part, but does that give you a reason to hurt her?"
Such was Faith's swiftness in pleading innocence with a single sentence.
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