“Whether he’s qualified or not, it’s not up to you to decide, but me!” Natasha growled with authority.

“Everything you own now was given to you by the family, so if you insist on getting in the way of the family’s interests, you’re not allowed to blame me if I report you to the board when the time comes!” Quentin threatened.

“Do whatever you want,” Natasha spat. She wasn’t afraid of him in the slightest.