Everyone froze as a quick, shrill scream ripped across the ballroom. Max's presence became nearly oppressive, and his expression became icy. Andrea was being pulled across the floor by Felicia, who had her by the hair. Andrea struggled, but Felicia's power from years of training was too much for her. None of the visitors had the courage to speak anything, so they just watched silently and with wide eyes. Andrea yelled, "Let go of me, you psycho! Max! Max!" as her scream reverberated off the marble. Max was prevented from moving by Jeremy's intervention. "Mr. Hawthorne, this is between them," he said softly, meeting Max's lethal gaze. Let them take care of it.With dark, icy eyes that might have chilled the entire room, Max scowled. The air itself seemed to be too dense to breathe for a little while. "Jeremy, do you really think you can take me on?" Max said in a sarcastic, low voice, but Jeremy refused to back down. "I suppose we'll find out." Andrea's sobs intensified. Felicia dragge
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