After the divorce, he begged

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Crash!

All kinds of stuff shattered all over the floor.

But Michael hadn’t even vented half his anger.

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“So what if he’s Mr. Guzman of the Guzman Group? Is that supposed to make him some big shot?” he spat at the air, his face twisted with rage. “He’s still just a guy with no wife and no kids.”

“What a joke!”

“If I can’t get even, I’m not Michael Quinn!”

He just kept ranting.

He didn’t stop until he’d been cursing for a full ten minutes.

Victor waited until Michael’s rage had died down a little before stepping up, voice gentle: “Sir, please, you need to calm down.”

But there was no way Michael could just let this go.

Every time he remembered how Ryan humiliated him right in front of Max, it felt like a wildfire was burning in his chest. ‘That bastard.‘

Back then, he could tolerate Ryan picking on him and acting superior–but now the guy was looking down his nose at him like some king of the world? Hell, he was the head of one of the Big Four Families–who the hell did Ryan think he was to treat him like dirt?

“Dig up everything you can about Ryan’s weak spots,” Michael ordered, ice in his voice. ‘I swear, I’m going to make that bastard regret crossing me!‘

“Honestly, we haven’t found any real dirt on him yet,” Victor replied, hesitating. You know we’ve been looking into him for ages. “If I had to pick, I’d say Amelia and Rebecca–he seems to have a soft spot for those two.”

Michael’s brows drew together.

Victor hesitated, “Should we target Rebecca Jensen?”

“No way,” Michael shot back, not about to take that risk. “We can mess around with other things, but if we drag Rebecca into this, even if Ryan tries to meddle in the Quinn family’s affairs later, we won’t have a leg to stand

on.”

“Then what do we do?” Victor asked, his mind going completely blank.

“You’re asking me?” Michael snapped, his anger flaring even higher. “Am I supposed to have all the answers?”

wisely kept his mouth

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to skill, Michael couldn’t

it came to looks, Michael didn’t even come close to

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could go toe–to–toe with Ryan’s successor, but that guy always flew under the

finally switching gears after racking his brain

looked into it,” Victor replied, having already thought of everything Michael could. “He’s in perfect health–no illnesses at

Michael’s frown deepened.

Ryan even healthier than me?‘ Michael

genes from our parents. Otherwise, why do I always get left in the dust by Ryan in

Max walked in. The moment he saw the mess on the floor, he knew exactly what had

off a bit, but the moment he heard Max’s comment, his temper shot

on me?” Michael spat, unable to believe his own son wasn’t on his side. “Ryan Guzman was the one who picked a fight–if you’re not even going to call him out and come home blaming me, you’d better remember who’s

started it?” Max said, his face as cool and detached as

back, but then it hit him–Ryan’s first words to them were actually really courteous. He couldn’t even complain about his attitude, let

Michael just wanted Ryan to feel miserable so badly, he kept picking apart anything the guy said, looking for something

even darker turn as he thought about

what, you should always have my back,” Michael snapped, the frustration clear in his

in whatever grudge you have with Mr. Guzman,” Max replied, calm and deliberate. “That’s just like parents staying out of their

Michael got it.

thing–craving his son’s support

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with Mr. Guzman from now on, Max reminded his father, keeping his voice steady. “Seriously–don’t even think about dragging your sister

never batted an eye at

Rebecca got pulled in, Max knew even he might not be able to bail out his dad. Ryan

do?”

“Just a word of

heaved

outside, now Max was making him blow his top at home–was he

his mouth,

just watched as

the door when Michael suddenly

turning back with

eyes on him, asking the one thing that’s always bothered

blink, his tone icy and detached. “What’s that supposed

Michael pressed, eyes never leaving Max. “Are

time,” Max answered, his tone icy, eyes cold and detached as ever. “The last time was for a family task, and before

single time Max had met with Amelia or Rebecca, it was all about family business–never anything