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"What are you doing, damn it?" yelled Wilson, who quickly got back to his feet. He threw another punch, but his hand was again blocked by Thomas. "Damn it, who the hell are you?"

"Get your filthy hands off my cousin!" Catherine ruffled her waist, looking at Thomas intently. However, her hand suddenly dangled down when she felt something with the man who was holding Wilson's hand. "Who are you?"

"Take your hand off him, Thomas," Caraline pleaded with a crossed smile.

"Yes, Miss," Thomas replied as he returned to stand beside Deric.

Wilson chuckled, looking at his reddened wrist. "This house is full of fools."

"You're the weak one, why do you blame everyone else, Wilson?" Caraline rolled her eyes. "Thomas is Deric's bodyguard. So it's only right that he protects Deric from evil humans like you."

"Are your hands still as weak as they used to be, sir?" asked Deric as he wheeled the wheelchair over to Wilson. "I'd be happy to train you to make your hands stronger."

"Who would!" snapped Wi
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