"Mr. Liam…" Marla muttered cautiously, but her words faltered as the room's air thickened. Both men stood still, staring at each other like magnets forced into collision.
"I guess he let it loose again. What a loser…" Liam muttered, his voice edged with irritation.
Elias tilted his head slowly, his expression unreadable. "Oh, come on. You're still bitter about that? Don't be petty, Liam."
Liam took a step forward, unbuttoning his cuff calmly. "I wouldn't have to be, if someone stayed in their lane."
"Oh, but where's the fun in that?" Elias grinned, but there was no warmth in it. "Besides… you know he's the one who let me out. Isn't that what makes it worse?"
Marla visibly tensed. Daisy's eyes darted between them, confused.
"I was wondering why the executive meeting kept getting postponed," Liam muttered, his tone sharp. "Thought maybe he was too wrapped up in his little love story. But I didn't expect this sneaky little bastard to come crawling out again…"
