He was already strong, and now, fueled by anger, his grip tightened, pulling Carla straight off the sofa.
"Kendrick!"
Carla winced, stumbling backward and narrowly avoiding a collision with the coffee table.
Mathias, seated nearby, watched with a darkening expression. He reached out and took hold of Carla's other arm.
Kendrick's brow furrowed. "Let go!"
"You're the one who should let go," Mathias retorted. "You're hurting her."
Kendrick had always found Mathias to be hypocritical, and now, the sight of him was even more irritating. "What does it matter to you what I'm saying to her? Mind your own business. You haven't even cleaned up your own mess, and you're here acting all high and mighty."
Kendrick had a knack for getting under people's skin.
As expected, Mathias was enraged. "
