"He's the Carter family's precious princess's fiancé! Offend him, and Miss Noreen will destroy you!"
One sneered, blocking my way.
"Everyone knows Miss Noreen dotes on her man. Maxwell gets a single scratch, and she's ready to flip the world upside down. And you—you smashed his head open. I'd like to see how you survive this!"
Blood streamed down Maxwell's forehead as he glared at me, his face twisted with rage.
"Listen to me, Colin. Five years ago, I was merciful and let you live. Don't think I'll be merciful now! You're nothing but the dog Noreen raised at home. If I could destroy you once, I can destroy you again!"
I studied him.
I had to admit, Noreen had raised him well.
The man who once stammered and only dared whisper “Mr. Alba” to me now had the audacity to threaten me publicly.
But unfortunately for him, I've never been anyone's pushover.
Not five years ago.
Not now.
Surrounded by his lackeys, I glanced down at the broken glass scattered across the floor. Slowly, under everyone's stunned gaze, I crouched and picked up a blood-stained shard. I smiled.
"Maxwell."
I walked toward him, step by step.