Tiana clenched her teeth. "Andrew, enough is enough. You've already hit him and vented your anger. Don't push your luck."

Andrew's face was expressionless as he responded, "I don't care about that. I just want to ask one thing—did Michael deserve to get slapped or not?"

Tiana's face darkened as she glared at Michael. Despite being a member of the family, Michael's inability to control his temper had made him an easy target.

Andrew had taken full advantage of the situation, and even if she wanted to defend Michael, there was not much she could do. After all, a major shareholder like Andrew demanded a certain level of respect.

"Mr. Lloyd," Tiana finally said in a clipped tone, "you've made your point. Let's just end this here. I don't want anyone questioning my decisions."

Michael, still holding his swollen face, had no choice but to swallow his anger. He knew he had acted impulsively and now had to suffer the consequences. Quietly, he thanked his luck that Andrew had not hit