Anna Jadwin pushed open the diamond-pane window and grabbed Raphael Bailey.
No escape for him. He braced himself on the window sill and landed on the floor with a charming somersault.
"Were you eavesdropping?!" Anna Jadwin slapped him on the head!
"You are rather short, but you don't seem to have much trouble hitting people. Even using tip-toe for assistance."
Mr. Bailey casually tasting his red wine, his eyes like cold ice, "How's the fencing training going? I'll check the progress someday."
Raphael Bailey's face changed - Mr. Bailey's fencing skills were brutally harsh.
Boxing, Taekwondo etc, he couldn't win even with five instructors.
After every spar, there were bruises all over him; he was being trained hard.
"You can't take your frustration out on me just because you can't do the double act with the Country Girl."
"What nonsense are you talking!" Anna Jadwin swung an elbow at him. What double act? Big smelly mouth!
