Regrets Come Too Late (Sierra and Johnny) novel Chapter 593

Nathan did not care in the least about how Charlie was looking at him.

It was not as if he had never seen that kind of look when he was younger, and Charlie had always been the one at the receiving end.

"Isn't that a little overboard?" Maxwell asked calmly,, but there was a hint of coldness in it. "Regardless of everything, my father is still the head of the King family."

"If he wasn't the head of the King family, I wouldn't have let him walk out on his own just now," Nathan retorted.

Maxwell looked at him with his dark eyes, and the two men simply stared at each other.

Only when Sierra appeared did the standoff finally break. She walked up to Maxwell and said plainly, "I want to talk to you."

Maxwell looked away. "Sure."

The two of them walked out of the villa. Nathan looked at him with a complicated gaze.

Seeing how Sierra seemed to have something heavy in her mind, Maxwell did not take his feelings toward Nathan out on her. Instead, he asked nonchalantly, "What do you want to talk about?"

"Were you involved in my mother's accident back then?" Sierra asked.

She didn't waste any time. The moment he was at his most relaxed, she lashed out and asked the most sensitive question.

She had been thinking about this on the way back about whether to lay everything out with Maxwell. After turning it over repeatedly and how they had gotten along during this time, she decided to ask him directly.

If Maxwell was really involved in this, then she would have to re-evaluate the enemies she was dealing with.

If he had been part of it and could still keep this calm, gentlemanly face afterward, then no matter what happened in the future, she would have to stay completely on guard around him. She would not be able to trust a single word he said.

She already had too many things to deal with, and she did not want to waste time on this.

Maxwell paused, clearly not expecting that question.

Sierra did not rush him as she simply waited for his answer.

"What did Joey tell you?" Maxwell quickly returned to normal, his calm expression showing little.

Sierra did not answer. Joey could be irritating, but he hadn't done anything too outrageous so far.

If John was here, he would have regretted the fact that he hadn't told Sierra about what Joey did to Tommy.

Marcus stared at the car as it drove farther away, then said with his usual serious face, "From the looks of it, your oldest cousin isn't the problem."

"He isn't." Sierra had confirmed her suspicion from those few lines of conversation. "But I think you are."

Marcus gave her a blank look of confusion.

"Eavesdropping on your boss's conversation with someone else is wrong," Sierra said.

Marcus calmly repeated his job description. "As your assistant, bodyguard, and driver, I have to stay by your side twenty-four hours a day. Unless there are special circumstances, I'm not allowed to leave my post without your permission."

"For a bodyguard and driver, you talk a little too much." Sierra bickered with him the way she always did. "As an assistant, you interfere too much in your employer's business."

"It's my duty to solve problems for my boss," Marcus said.

Sierra stopped teasing and put on her game face. "Do you really think Maxwell wasn't involved?"

"He wasn't." Marcus had always been accurate when it came to judging people. "Based on what he said just now and the look on his face, your mother's accident was not his doing. He was probably dragged into it for some other reason."