Then, Miles leaned in and whispered softly, "Head inside first. Don't worry, I can handle this. He can't touch me."
Even with his reassurance, Lyra knew Maxwell all too well. She had seen through his toxic nature long ago.
He was like a cornered animal now, sitting at rock bottom. If given even the slightest opening, he would latch on and bleed them dry.
Someone like him was utterly repulsive.
"Trust me. Have I ever lied to you?"
His eyes were incredibly bright and steady as he spoke.
Lyra genuinely didn't know what to do, but the way Miles looked at her made it impossible to refuse.
"Okay."
She finally gave in and headed toward the house, completely ignoring Maxwell's presence behind her.
Once Lyra was gone, Miles turned to the security guards. "You guys can head back. I won't be needing you here."
The guards weren't about to argue with him.
Besides, everyone knew Miles Lennox never let himself get pushed around.
One by one, the guards dispersed, leaving Miles standing alone.
Remembering the brutal force behind every punch Miles had just thrown, Maxwell scowled and instinctively took a step back.
Miles didn't miss the subtle retreat. A dark, predatory glint of bloodlust flashed in his eyes.
"Did you think I'd be scared?"
That single sentence struck Maxwell like a bolt of lightning.
"You..."
Before he could formulate a response, Miles cut him off.
"None of your little schemes will affect Lyra, and they certainly won't affect me."
Maxwell's threat was like punching a cloud—it did absolutely zero damage to his target, only leaving him looking pathetic.
Miles kept that mocking smile plastered on his face, observing him like he was watching a clown perform a miserable act.
"If I were you, I'd pack up and crawl out of here. Don't ever show your face around me or Lyra again. Put your energy into crawling back to the top so the people who despise you might actually give you a second glance. Then, and only then, will you have the right to stand in my presence."
With that final blow, Miles stood up, glaring down at Maxwell with absolute contempt.

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