"Well, well, well," Liam drawled, sitting up straight. "What do we have here? The happy couple coming to pay me a visit."
Michael's jaw clenched, but he kept his voice measured. "We need to talk."
Liam raised an eyebrow, pretending to be surprised. "Oh? What's it about this time, brother? More business talk? Or are you here to lecture me about something else?"
"You know exactly what this is about," Michael said, his voice sharp. "I know what you've been doing—making deals behind my back, stirring trouble with our partners. You're going to stop. Now."
Liam chuckled, standing up and slowly making his way toward us. He took a sip of his drink, the ice clinking against the glass. "Michael, always so serious. Always trying to play the responsible one. But you see, the thing is… I'm not going to stop. In fact, I'm just getting started."
