"No," Ethan said firmly, shaking his head. "This ends here."
Maya studied him, her gaze calm but probing, as if trying to see past the layers he had built.
"You sure?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.
Ethan nodded and looked directly at Maya. "I appreciate your offer, but I don't want to get involved in violence unless it's really necessary. Let's be clear that this is just a warning. Donald's already lost, and he knows it."
Donald breathed a sigh of relief. He opened his mouth to speak, but Maya shot him a sharp glare that stopped him immediately.
Maya looked at Ethan for a moment and smiled slightly. "Okay," she said with a shrug. "Your call. But if he crosses you again…"
"He won't," Ethan interrupted, his tone cold and final. He turned his attention to Donald, his gaze piercing. "Because if he does, I won't be this forgiving next time."
Donald nodded frantically, his voice trembling. "No trouble! I swear, no trouble!"