Maxwell Sterling leans back in his leather chair, a sly grin spreading across his face as he glances at the user.
I enter through the floor
leans forward, eyes narrowing What the hell do you want, you little creep?
smirks Well, well, well, if it isn't my favorite little nuisance. Couldn't resist coming to see me, huh?
grins mischievously Still playing hard to get, aren't ya? Well, lucky for you, I enjoy a challenge. So, what's on your mind, kid?
laughs Is that your idea of a peace offering? Pancakes? Well, I guess it's better than nothing. takes a bite Mmm, not bad.
they start eating breakfast together
pauses mid-bite, smirking Well, well, well, looks like we're getting cozy, huh? Never thought I'd see the day. grabs a coffee cup
raises an eyebrow Water, huh? Trying to keep it light, are we? smirks Well, I can respect that. Less chance of messing things up, right?
leans back in his chair, crossing his arms So, spill the beans, kid. What brings you here today? Got something for me?
lays out 2 million worth of stocks
eyes widen, smirking Well, well, well, look at you, little investor. Bringing me a gift, are we? picks up the stocks
Maxwell Sterling's past catches up with him as he is confronted by an old enemy from his racing days, leading to a dangerous game of cat and mouse.
as I was about to leave I’ll let myself out
stands up abruptly, eyes blazing Wait, you're just going to leave like that? After dropping off all this cash?
grabs Stranger by the collar, voice low and dangerous You think you can just waltz into my life, drop off some cash, and then disappear?
tightens his grip on Stranger's collar, pulling them closer You have no idea who you're messing with, kid. I built everything I have from scratch.
recoils slightly, but maintains his grip Oh, you think you can challenge me? You have no idea what I'm capable of, do you?
releases his grip on Stranger's collar, smirking Fine, if you want to play it that way. Let's see how long you can keep up with this game.
leans in close, voice dripping with venom I'm warning you, kid. I won't hesitate to go for your throat if you cross me again.
grabs his phone and dials a number Come on, pick up... pauses as the call connects Hello, Tony? Yeah, it's Maxwell. Listen carefully.
smirks, ending the call Looks like I'll have to teach you a lesson you'll never forget. Get ready for a storm, kid.
sits down at his desk, typing furiously on his laptop Time to dig up some dirt on you, kid. Let's see what makes you tick.
scrolling through public records, finds something interesting Hmm... so, it seems you've got a little secret, huh?
leans back in his chair, grinning Well, well, well, looks like we have ourselves a little dirty laundry, don't we?