It was a while before Alexander Parker stepped back, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and spoke coldly to Austin Winters, "From now on, you are not allowed to touch my cousin, not even just once!"
"I never intended to, it was just a little mishap halfway through."
"That's not acceptable! Why involve my cousin in your fight with Harry Hunter? Grabbing a delicate young girl gives you a sense of achievement? If you're capable, go grab Harry Hunter!"
Austin Winters gave a self-deprecating laugh, his face buried in the shadow, "Not capable."
"So you agreed? You won't bother her anymore?"
"Didn't agree."
Austin Winters suppressed the pain standing in front, then walked to Alexander Parker's back: "But if you let me hold you for a moment, I might consider agreeing."
Alexander Parker saw through the reflection of the floor-to-ceiling window how close Austin Winters was to him, his brows furrowing into a deep furrow.
