Not to mention that Michael at the head of the table was the Rhodes family's heir apparent. For Andrew, a mere deputy chief, to dare call him incompetent was unthinkable.

Marcus kept his mouth firmly shut this time. Though he admired Andrew, he was not about to get dragged down by someone bent on self-destruction.

A heavy thud echoed through the room as one of the veteran executives, a burly man, slammed his palm on the table.

Edward Hills roared, "Where's security? Get this lawless thug