In Sterling Group's grand conference room, Warreck Fontaine leaned forward with a deep scowl, his fingers laced tightly on the polished mahogany table.
“Let me make one thing clear,” he said firmly, glaring at the people gathered around him, “Jack has nothing to do with the Fontaine family.”
Baker Norman, seated opposite Warreck with an icy smirk, raised his chin defiantly.
“Then I guess the Fontaine family has a lot to answer for, don’t they?” he sneered. “Jack’s antics yesterday were completely uncalled for. My family won’t tolerate such… blatant disrespect.”
From his briefcase, Baker pulled out a neatly filed medical report, slamming it onto the table in front of Warreck.
“You see this?” he said, voice dripping with contempt. “This is a detailed report of the physical and mental ab
