Wait a minute. There seems to be something wrong with the scenario here. Max was sure of it. Normally, when there are two women fighting and being mediated by a handsome guy like himself, they would both insist on fighting for him. Right? Of course, that's how it usually goes. But what was happening now?

Max glanced alternately at Vonda and Olivia, who chose to sit opposite each other while he sat in the long chair in between them. Max looked annoyed as he watched Vonda and Olivia both sipping their tea.

Damn it! Why am I the only one not getting any tea here?

However, compared to the tea...