"I’m no match for you in a fight," Michael said angrily. "But you’re bullying Jane, so I'll definitely find a way to help her. The only thing I can do is to call Charlotte." Zachary wanted to say something, but Jane interrupted him. "Zachary, please leave my house." Zachary stepped in front of her, trying to hold her hand, but she avoided him. "Jane..." He opened his mouth to apologize, but Jane interrupted again. "Zachary, lowering yourself too much will only make you repulsive." "I actually have something important to discuss with you." Frank pulled Zachary out. Zachary shrugged him off, and Frank clicked his tongue. "What's with you? Don't need my help anymore? You begged me before, now you’re throwing a fit." Zachary lit a cigarette, his tone indifferent. "You didn’t help me either." Frank laughed in frustration. "I didn’t help? Do you have any conscience? I've been working day and night for you, and you call that no help?" Smoke curled from Zachary's lip
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