"Mr. Scott, are you okay?"Zach’s men, all still dressed in their suits from the party, approached Scott and Luisa with worried expressions.Zach had reminded them not to call Scott ‘General’ or ‘War God.’ So, they called him ‘Sir.’"I'm fine," Scott replied coldly, his gaze still fixed on where the arrow had come from.Scott huffed in frustration, unable to spot whoever had shot the arrow at him—whether it was Eva herself or someone else.He glanced again at the white cloth carrying Eva’s challenge, then crumpled it in his hand and tossed it aside. The arrow itself, he snapped in two and discarded."Scott, what was that just now?" Luisa finally asked, stepping closer to him, her face full of worry."It’s nothing. Don’t worry about it. Let’s go inside," Scott replied, urging Luisa toward the villa.Luisa’s face was still full of questions, but Scott pretended not to notice. Today, on their wedding day, she had already been through one unpleasant event at the hotel. Scott wasn’t about
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