Nathaniel's proud face suddenly froze. He grabbed Chitt's tie and snatched back the tie clip. "You don't ask me and take it yourself. Mr. Floyd, you are very rude."
Marco gasped when he saw this scene. He was afraid that these two would fight here.
Chitt raised his chin lightly. "Following people who don't know how to cherish it will only delay its radiance. It deserves better."
A cold light flashed in Nathaniel's eyes. "How do you know that I don't know how to cherish? Do you know?"
"Of course. And I know more than you."
Chitt said word by word as if squeezed out of his teeth.
When he thought of how Janet had suffered so much ridicule from this scumbag, his heart ached as if someone had torn it apart.
Now that he was back. He would protect her well, and would never give Nathaniel the opportunity to turn back.
Nathaniel narrowed his eyes dangerously. "Is Mr. Floyd fighting against me?"