Kenton International Airport, bustling with people.
At the VIP channel exit, Theodore and Aidan Sterling stood side by side, both with a commanding presence that drew frequent glances from passersby.
Theodore was dressed in a dark Zhongshan suit, projecting authority without anger, his gaze steady on the exit.
Aidan, on the other hand, wore a sharply tailored black coat, standing tall, but with a hint of cold agitation in his eyes, unconsciously rubbing the car keys with his fingertips.
"Honey! Aidan!"
Isla Sutton pushed a luggage trolley out, waving at them from afar with a smile.
Theodore stepped forward to take his wife’s luggage, "You just took off to Riveria without a word..."
Isla eagerly clung to her husband’s arm, glanced at her son, her eyes sparkling, lowered her voice but with unmistakable joy: "Let tell you, this trip to Riveria was definitely worth it..."
Theodore noticed his wife’s rare happiness, his stern eyes softened slightly, following her lead, "Oh? Did you see Stella? How is she doing?"
"More than just seeing her!" Isla lowered her voice, unable to suppress the excitent and mystery in her tone, "I think sothing good is coming our way!"
Theodore raised an eyebrow, a knowing smile playing on his lips as he looked at his wife, "Oh? Which young talent have you set your sights on this ti?"
He was long accustod to his wife’s enthusiasm for matchmaking their daughter.
Aidan had even less of a reaction, dismissing his mother’s excitent as just another whim.
He pulled at the corner of his mouth with a careless indifference, "Mom, there’s no need to worry unnecessarily, Stella has just settled down, matters of the heart can’t be rushed."
"This ti is different!" Isla’s voice unconsciously rose a bit, "It was Stella who found him! I think they’re pretty heated right now!"
"Hmm?" Now Theodore showed a bit of interest, "What’s going on? Did you see him?"
Isla nodded vigorously, unable to hide her smile, "I just wanted to surprise her, bring her so crab roe buns. Who would have guessed, first thing in the morning I found them at the room door..."
At this, Theodore and Aidan exchanged a glance.
Adults.
In the sa room.
Erging from the sa room in the morning...
What that implies is self-evident!
The smile on Theodore’s face slightly froze, his brows faintly furrowed, clearly realizing sothing but maintaining composure and looking towards his wife in anticipation of more.
Isla, still imrsed in joy, didn’t notice the change in her son and husband’s expressions, continued smiling, "That kid Shane Donovan seems pretty good, his looks and deanor are impeccable, surely he cares for Stella..."
Before she could finish, Aidan suddenly interrupted, his voice low and hoarse, yet carrying a chilling coldness, "Mom, you just said—who is my ’good brother-in-law’?"
He asked casually, as if in passing, revealing no obvious emotion.
Isla laughed and gave him a slap, "You silly child, didn’t you hear say? It’s Shane, from The Donovan Family—Shane Donovan!"
The na ’Shane Donovan’ struck like a series of thunderbolts over Aidan’s head!
The air around seed to freeze completely at this mont.
Aidan’s facial muscles subtly twitched, then he let out a low laugh, it was hoarse, tinged with a kind of hair-raising iciness.
"Good... very good." He repeated two ’goods’, but there was no smile in his eyes, only a rising fierce anger.
The next second, he suddenly turned, striding rapidly towards the boarding gate, his pace fast and urgent.
"Aidan!" Isla was startled by his sudden reaction, instinctively called out, "Where are you going?"
"You guys go back first, I’m heading to Riveria!"
...
Riveria, Innovatech Bio Tower top-floor president’s office.
Shane Donovan had just finished a transcontinental video conference, rubbed his slightly tight temples, intending to ask his secretary to bring in so coffee.
"Bang—!!"
A loud crash.
The heavy wooden office door was kicked open from outside with force!
The door slamd against the wall, echoing deafeningly.
A shadow, full of nacing aura, swept in like a whirlwind, its speed astonishing.
Before he could even see who it was, his collar was violently grabbed, a huge force yanking him up from the leather seat, a punch wrapped in swift wind violently hit his left cheek!
"Bang—!"
The muffled sound of fist hitting flesh and bone echoed sharply in the silent office.
Shane was caught off guard, a sharp pain emanated from his cheek, his mouth instantly filled with a rusty taste of blood.
He turned his head, raised a hand to wipe the blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, the light shining into the furious eyes of the assailant—
It was Aidan Sterling.
Shane’s expression imdiately darkened, eyes cold and fierce, "President Sterling, is this how you visit, just to cause a scene?"
"Cause a scene?" Aidan sneered, his voice squeezed from between his teeth, "Shane Donovan, you damn well have so nerve! Daring to lay thoughts on my sister, huh?!"
Saying that, another punch targeted fiercely and precisely at Shane’s abdon!
This ti Shane was prepared, sidestepped to dodge, but the punch still grazed his flank, bringing a burning pain.
Aidan’s eyes dark with rage once again grabbed Shane’s collar tightly, his other hand clenched into a fist, showing a brutal stance of punches landing squarely on Shane’s face!
However, this ti Shane did not stay passive.
He sharply raised his arm, blocked Aidan’s descending fist precisely, the clash of forearm and fist making a tooth-aching thud.
The two tall n, now discarded fighting techniques and elegance, like two enraged lions, engaged in primitive, savage brawling.
Fists fell on each other’s bodies, faces, producing muffled sounds of impact.
Inside the office, docunts scattered, chairs overturned, leaving chaos in their wake.
"President Donovan! What’s going on?!"
The secretary and several security guards, hearing the commotion, rushed to the office door, seeing the scene inside left them pale with shock.
The two n finally stopped, but their chests still heaved violently, glaring at each other with eyes as if wanting to devour the other whole.
Shane, breathing heavily, raised a hand to signal, "Get out!"
The guards exchanged glances, hesitantly looking at Aidan, clearly in a dangerous state.
"Get out!" Shane intensified his tone, his gaze cold and stern.
The guards dared not linger, retreated nervously and carefully closed the door behind them.
The office was left once again with just the two n.
Aidan’s lips were split, seeping with blood, his cheekbone bruised and purple, he was no less battered than Shane.
He roughly tugged at his already disheveled shirt collar, a popped button bouncing to the floor with a slight sound.
"Whatever happened before, I can’t and won’t give a damn." He stared at Shane intensely, each word like a vow, "But from now on—"
He stepped forward, his voice pressed low, filled with gritted determination:
"I warn you, Shane Donovan, stay away from her."
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