Surprised that Chase admitted to it, Bob eyed him from top to toe. "Kid, you've got guts to take responsibility. So, I won't make it difficult for you. Apologize on your knees to Mr. Quinn, and I'll let what happened today slide."
Obviously, there was no way Chase was going to do that. "I'm definitely not getting on my knees. He was the one who started it first."
Bob's expression darkened at Chase's refusal. "No one has ever defied me before!"
Just as he spoke, Bob grabbed Chase by the collar and lifted him off the ground. In spite of that, his colleagues were deterred from helping him, as they cowered at the sight of the fearsome-looking fighters behind Josh.
"Chase!" Meagan yelled as she dashed forward. "Let go of him! My dad is Franco Landers. We are employees of Sentiment Chemical Limited owned by the McMillan family."
Even though she desperately tried to pry Bob's hand open, her efforts were futile despite using all her strength.