Sandro was greatly aggrieved, watching the spectacle before him.
How could Ewan tell Athena to kneel and apologize?
Did he forget who she was, and what had happened the last time he had tried upsetting her?
If Athena knelt, then their company was as good as done!
He couldn't let that happen.
"Ewan, what are you doing? Have you forgotten…"
"Shut up, Sandro! This doesn't concern you." Ewan declared hotly, folding his arms across his chest.
His ego bruised by Athena's antics, especially by that smirk that still played on her lips and grated him further, he didn't care about the past.
After all, hadn't he offered her ten percent of his company's shares?
If she was distressed, he would add an extra one percent.
Surely that would pacify her.
The shares of his company were much sought after; people paid to have them, considering their potential!
But that smirk??? It had to be wiped off!
