Chapter 293

Alexander never really paid much attention to Matthew Drake. But in this moment, staring at the man in front of him, a dark wave of fury surged in his chest. Who the hell did Matthew think he was? Talking to his Vivian with that tone and look in his eyes? He yanked Vivian into his arms, his expression turning icy. “Back off.” Vivian: “…” Seriously? Who's being dramatic now? I mean, yeah, they're kind of related, maybe keep the murder vibes behind closed doors? Besides, Matthew showing up out of the blue sure looked shady... couldn’t they at least pretend to be chill for a bit? “If Ms. Grant doesn’t mind, I’ll just sit here,” Matthew said smoothly, acting like Alexander didn’t even exist, flashing Vivian a charming smile. Just as he moved to sit down and Alexander was about to launch himself across the table and punch the guy into next week— Vivian suddenly raised her hand and slammed it down on the chair to her right. Bang! The seat cracked and split apart on impact, shattered to piece