Alice was lost in thought when Alex Carter released her waist and walked up to Ethan Blackwood. Alex's gentle face held a faint indifference in his eyes. "Mr. Blackwood, please speak with more respect."
The two young men stood confrontationally, neither tall nor straight-backed. One was arrogant, the other gentle—a stark difference, yet there was no sign of winning or losing in momentum.
"Ha."
Looking at Alex in front of him, Ethan sneered. "Respect? I thought you stopped me to beg for mercy. It turns out that the young master of the Carter family still has some backbone. Very well, I didn't plan to stop targeting Carter Group either."
Upon hearing Ethan's words, several directors immediately became anxious. They stepped forward to flatter Ethan and persuade Alex.
"Don't be offended, Mr. Blackwood; our young master is young and impulsive."
"Mr. Carter, please apologize to Mr. Blackwood quickly. Do you want the Carter Group, your father's company, destroyed in an instant?"
