James heard footsteps behind him and took a step back, dodging Donald's attack and fighting him off.
The narrow studio immediately became a battlefield for two men!
James was trained in martial arts since childhood, so he thought he would have no problem teaching Donald a lesson, but their fight revealed that Donald's martial arts were also not bad.
"James, Donald, what are you two doing?"
When Kara returned to the studio and saw them fighting, she was so scared that she stood by the door and didn't dare to come in.
At this time, James stopped. Donald took two steps back.
"This painting is not bad. I want it. But Mr. James doesn't want to give it to me." Donald rubbed his nose in embarrassment and found an excuse with a smile.
Kara stared at them for a while before walking into the studio. Seeing that their collars were loose and their clothes were creased, she didn't believe his explanation.
"I haven't finished it yet. Donald, I can't give it to you now."