Michael remained in his car for a while, the rage within him still refusing to simmer down. He had been in the vehicle since he left the office, and that has been a while now. He was still contemplating, whether he had been too harsh with his words, with Olivia. He hadn't even given her a chance to explain, but then again, what exactly would she have said? That it was good? That Noah was better than he was? His blood already boiled from thinking about it, if he actually had to hear Olivia say those words, then he might genuinely lose his mind. Frustrated, Michael slammed his fists repeatedly into the steering wheel until they threatened to bleed. He was visibly shaking from rage, and it only seemed to get worse as the seconds ticked by. He couldn't be with Olivia, and he couldn't even go home and be at peace. Everything just seemed to be getting worse, and it had all started when that bastard, Noah Grant, came back into town. Finally relaxing his white knuckles, Michael took a d
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