Leonardo's POV
When I heard Harvey's voice, I stopped cold, my stare turning icy as I snapped, "Don't you see I'm here with my boys? You're the one who needs to get lost!"
I saw Veronica's brow crease as she watched Harvey stride toward the ring. These two were constantly butting heads. Was a brawl really about to happen?
Harvey gave me a frosty glare and didn't budge.
My three sons, already familiar with the tension between their parents, slid off my shoulders and bolted from the ring, rushing toward Veronica in the bleachers.
"Mom, Harvey wants to beat up Dad!"
Brad announced with a wicked smile, clearly thrilled by the unfolding chaos.
As my boys claimed their seats, I noticed Joseph wore a worried expression. He seemed to fear for me the most, though I wasn't sure why.
"Senior! Leonardo! Do we really have to do this?" Veronica pleaded.
"No choice!"
We both barked back in perfect sync. This confrontation was unavoidable.
