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On the dark gray courtyard wall, three tall and sturdy figures moved one after another, occasionally with a few ginkgo leaves falling.
Seth Sutton had his hands in his pockets, following behind Simon Forrester, talking incessantly about how he didn't get the chance earlier to pin the Grant brothers down for payback after being beaten himself the last time.
As he spoke, Simon Forrester suddenly paused and stopped in his tracks, and Seth, not noticing, bumped right into Simon's back.
"What's up?" he asked, rubbing his forehead.
Simon Forrester turned around.
The streetlamp cast a shadow on his face, making his expression unclear, only his tense outline and the tight clench of his jaw visible.
At this moment, Seth suddenly admired this man.
To dare challenge Zachary Grant alone and beat him up to the extent he did, there's probably no one else like Simon Forrester in this world.
