Georgia Thorne remained silent, her reddened eyes fixed on him. Though separated by a distance, their gazes met in the air.
Without another word, Elliot Sheridan immediately released Erin Irving. "Isaac Irving, don't you touch her!"
Seeing Elliot release Erin, Isaac Irving's lips curved into a smile, and he motioned for his men to stand down.
His white collar was stained red. Freed, Erin Irving didn't move. "Why did you capture Georgia Thorne!"
"You bastard, I saved you, and you dare question me!" Isaac Irving's voice was heavy with rage. Erin sneered, his gaze sharp. "Who asked you to save me!"
"I'd rather die than be saved by you!"
No one present could have imagined this father and son would start arguing right then and there.
Erin Irving and Isaac Irving had never gotten along. Even when his company was in trouble, Erin had shouldered the burden alone rather than going to the old man for help.
