"I'll just beat all of you together."
Maxwell repeated his words again, this time firmly, without the slightest hint of hesitation in his voice even after hearing Vera's earlier words.
This time, nobody answered him.
Vera's black eyes remained fixed on his face, her gaze becoming a little more focused than before.
Diane simply tilted her head, staring at Maxwell with the same sleepy expression she had worn since getting up from her throw pillow.
Ravenor's reaction was quieter.
His eyes narrowed.
Three different stares settled on Maxwell at the same time.
The confidence he had gathered only moments ago after Vera interrupted his first words immediately suffered.
Maxwell swallowed.
His shoulders stiffened slightly.
Why are they all looking at me like that again?
Vera noticed the change almost immediately.
She turned her head toward Diane.
"He did say he would stand on top, right?"
