Even Zephyr was starting to feel that he had miscalculated—maybe he had been too reckless. Of course, if he was feeling that way, then Christina’s family was in an even worse state of mind.
'Is Andrew really capable of rallying so many powerful figures?' Christina wondered as she clenched her teeth, her expression darkening.
If this was the comparison, then as the mere CEO of Stevens Corporation, she was nowhere near Andrew's level.
Leroy swallowed hard, his scalp tingling as he muttered, "Mom, Christie, it looks like the main family is about to get crushed. What do we do? Should we run while we still can?"
Irene kept telling herself to stay calm. "No, we have to hold our ground. Mr. Zephyr is the head of the Stevens family—as long as he's here, no matter how many people Andrew has, he won't be able to do anything to us!"
Yet, even she did not believe her own words.
Suddenly, Dylan grabbed the glass in front of him and smashed it against the floor, shattering it into piece
