Wherever Elon's eyes landed, no one dared meet his gaze.

Jameson's voice was firm but steady. "Elon, showing up uninvited—what exactly are the Goldings planning to do here?"

Elon's tone was icy. "Mr. Jameson, I'm here because Sherilyn was assaulted—right here in your home."

He scoffed, "And so what if I wasn't invited? What, you think the Rhodes family is in any position to go head-to-head with the Goldings?"

The arrogance in his voice made every member of the Rhodes family clench their fists—but none of them dared speak up.

Tiana stepped in, her tone sharp. "Elon, if you came to take Sherilyn with you, fine. She's right there. Take her and leave—now."

Elon grinned, but the smile never reached his eyes. "Mrs. Rhodes, are you really trying to rush me out like that? Do you think that's going to happen? I came all this way, fully prepared and with backup. You think I'm just going to walk away without drawing blood?"

As the chilling words left his mouth, Elon's beady eyes fin