Chapter 180

Both brothers froze mid-struggle, their hands still gripping each other’s collars. For a moment, the room was silent except for their heavy breathing. Slowly, they turned to look at Mr. Preston, who stood with his arms crossed and a look of disappointment etched on his weathered face.

“Get off the floor, clean yourselves up, and act like men, not children.”

Marco and Dante reluctantly separated, b