Matthew Saxon let out a small laugh. "He's not some low-level thug. If Grandpa wants to catch him, I'm afraid it won't be that easy."
"Look at you, so useless." Ian Douglas shot him a sideways glance. "No matter how formidable he is, if I, your grandpa, personally make a move, you really think I'd let him slip away?"
"He's just an insignificant nobody, yet he actually dared to play the Saxon Family like this. I want to see just how capable he really is." Ian Douglas had already made up his mind to deal with Maxwell Saxon.
In his view, the only reason Maxwell Saxon had succeeded was because the Saxons hadn't been wary enough of him.
Otherwise, how could he have gotten his way so easily?
If the Saxons were that easy to take down, they would've been finished long ago. How could they have stayed standing for decades?
