There was a shimmer in Max's eyes. He was just about to speak when his phone rang. He whipped out his phone to see who was calling and narrowed his eyes. He tapped on the button to accept the call and greeted without emotion, "Mother."
Sofia's voice rang out from the other side of the line, rather deep, "Max, did you do anything to the Whites?"
"Mother, why are you suddenly talking about business?" Max countered. He had affirmed Sofia's question by skirting around the topic.
On the other end of the line, Sofia's voice became shrill as she asked, "Max, how can you do something that immoral. I don't care who is instigating you to do this, but stop right now and go apologize to Samson."
"Mother, you shouldn't interfere with the business," Max refused coldly.
