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Maximo's POV. "Where is that bastard," I shouted with disgust when I didn't see that asshole there. The coward ran away. He f*****g got a chance and ran away. Everyone looked around, but that motherfucker had actually disappeared. "We will find him. Don't worry," dad assured me, patting my back. But I knew he was something else more than what he looked like. Otherwise, he would not have gone just like that, leaving Rosa crying if he was not guilty. I doubted he was a student. But why did he hit on Rosa? My blood boiled at the thought. "No, dad. I cannot breathe peacefully until I find and kill him. That bloody fucker has filled my wife's brain with s**t. I have to take care of this matter as soon as possible. Before it is too late to regret it," I announced, shaking in anger. I felt m