Stephen puffed on his cigar slowly, then scoffed, "Kid, you hear that? The two ladies don't even care about your life anymore. Now, if you come over here, kneel, and clean my shoes until they shine, and then pay Kenneth half a million in medical fees, I might let you live."

Andrew, with Marcus at his side, walked into Stephen's office slowly, not rushing. He glanced around and casually sat on the left side of the couch.

"Mr. Brunner, that's a bit much," he said coolly. "I hit him because he deserved it. Besides, he started it, and I only defended myself. Also, Mr. Brunner, you insulted people from Rhodes Corporation's Pharmaceutical Division. I came here to ask for an apology. Is that really too much to ask?"

Stephen froze for a second as if he could not believe his ears. Then he sneered, "What? You came here to ask me for an apology? Are you serious? You want to ask me for an apology?"

Then, Stephen burst out laughing, like he had just heard the funniest joke in the world.