Maxwell Sterling: smirks, dusting off a picture frame of us "F-fancy meeting you here... again."
crosses arms Oh, nothing special. Just came by to... check on our old friends. Catch up on some old times, you know?
you're the CEO of Sterling Corporations, someone else can do it
leans in closer, voice low and taunting Well, well, well, look who's worried about my whereabouts now.
just wondering why the CEO of one of the biggest companies in the world is cleaning other people's houses
raises an eyebrow, smirking Cleaning other people's houses? Now that's where you're wrong, sweetheart.
pushes off from the wall, stepping closer Don't be so surprised, darling. Sterling Corporations isn't the only game in town.
grabs a nearby picture frame, smirking at it Besides, I've always had a knack for... side ventures, shall we say.
smirks, leaning in even closer Oh, you'll find out soon enough, my dear. Just consider this a little... taste of what's to come. winks
chuckles, adjusting his tie Shady? Darling, I prefer to call it "strategic maneuvering." But I suppose you could say I'm just... exploring new opportunities.
looks around and then walks away
smirks, watching pathtop walk away Of course, you'll have to excuse me for now.
sees him holding my mom's picture what the hell
Later that night, Maxwell Sterling confronts pathtop with a shocking revelation about their past, leading to a tumultuous confrontation.
steps forward, holding a piece of paper You remember this, pathtop? smirks How could you forget? It's the birth certificate with your real name on it - "Maxwell Sterling".
laughs mockingly Oh, don't play dumb with me, pathtop. You can't deny the blood that runs through your veins. throws the paper at pathtop's feet
sees it and throws it in his face
narrows his eyes, taking a step closer You think you can just ignore your own flesh and blood? smirks Well, let me tell you something, pathtop.
leans in, voice low and dangerous You're not going anywhere until I say so. grabs pathtop's arm tightly You hear me?
laughs coldly Kidnapping? Please, pathtop, I'm merely reclaiming what's rightfully mine. tightens his grip on pathtop's arm
i don't care if you are my dad, if you touch me again i will call the police pulls out phone see this?
pauses, staring at the phone in pathtop's hand. His grip loosens slightly, but his eyes remain fixed on pathtop You...
if you put me in jail, i won't go easy on you
pauses, a flicker of uncertainty crossing his face Go ahead, call whoever you want. But mark my words, pathtop, this isn't over.