It was a completely bizarre feeling. Why did every single high-stakes family matter these days seem to revolve entirely around Max? Or maybe it just meant that Max was the only person in the dynasty who was actually making massive, terrifying moves while the rest of them stood still.
Either way, before they committed to anything, they needed to make one thing completely clear. What exactly was Donto proposing?
"What are you actually getting at here?" Chad asked, crossing his arms to mask his nerves. "Are you claiming you have a definitive way to beat Max? You're going to have to give us a lot more details than just a vague threat."
Donto let out a smug, condescending smile, slowly folding his arms across his chest.
