"Are you done?!" Sam bellowed, glaring at Ryan a coldness swirling around him just then.
He had one hand held in place by Quinn, and he knew Quinn was worried that he and Ryan would come to blows.
In fact, he had to admit to himself that was exactly what he wanted ever since he was a child!
Even so, he was aware that whether he wins or loses, their parents would ultimately only care about Ryan.
Moreover, Ryan would never stoop to his level—all he needed was a few careless whispers for their parents to side with Ryan, beat Sam up, and scold Sam.
Meanwhile, Ryan refused to listen to everyone telling him to stop. "Words can't even describe how disappointed I am—"
"That's enough, Ryan!" Lindsay snapped sternly.
"Mom, he's thirty, not three or thirteen! You'd be hurting him if you keep tolerating him like this!" Ryan snapped vindictively in turn.
Lindsay, however, ignored him and turned to Quinn. "Take Sam home for now. I'll keep an eye on my husband—I'll call if anything comes up."
In the end, Lindsay knew her son—she knew very well that if Ryan kept talking, her sons would inevitably come to blows.
That was what Quinn feared too, so she quickly nodded. "Okay."
Even if she did not like what Ryan was saying just then, no good would come of this no matter who came out on top.
Still, as she pulled Sam along, he refused to budge like a piece of metal.
"Come on, Sam," she tried to reason, as Ryan watched her do her best to lead Sam away.
Ryan's eyes were flaring with jealousy—he was dead certain that Quinn would never fall for someone else.
Even if she did, he would never believe that it would ever be Sam.
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