Mr. Richardo's curiosity got the better of him. "How did you two meet?"
Maxwell's eyes never left Electra's. "Dad, this is the girl I was telling you about – the one I plan to marry."
Knoxville's face darkened, his anger palpable. "Did you just say the woman you want to marry?" he spat.
Maxwell's expression remained nonchalant. "Yes, any problem?"
Knoxville's laughter sent a chill through the air. "You're joking, right? That must be a joke." He took a menacing step closer to Maxwell.
Electra sprang to her feet, her voice firm. "What are you doing, Knoxville? Want to attack my boyfriend now? Didn't I tell you I'm not interested in you?"
The room fell silent, with all eyes on Electra.
Mrs. Scofield's eyes widened in shock. "Electra, dear, what's going on?"
Mr. Richardo's face turned
