Chapter 25

With a loud crash, James and Franklin quickly turned to see a laptop that had been sitting on the conference table now smashed on the floor, shattered into two halves, its screen fractured, leaving behind a trail of fury.

Tyrone still sat composedly, his attire immaculate, his expression nonchalant, elegant and aloof, giving no indication that he was the one who had just demolished the computer.

Tyrone glanced sideways, “Franklin, get in here.”

His voice was even–keeled, but James shivered. Mr. York was terrifying in his calmness; the more composed he was, the scarier he seemed.

Quintessa had already walked away. Franklin, gripping the doorknob, hesitated to enter. Even James could sense something was amiss, so how could Franklin be oblivious?

Tyrone just looked at him and said, “Come in.”

James knew this was Tyrone’s limit. He didn’t want to make him repeat himself a third time, or he’d be in for it too.

James hurriedly urged, “Mr. Franklin, get in there.”

Franklin got scared.

James ungraciously swung the door open and gave Franklin a firm shove from behind.

by inertia, Franklin stumbled into the room. He braked to a halt,

extended family ties, Franklin was supposed to be Tyrone’s

index finger, a coin had materialized, twirling

commanded simply, “Sit.”

at 6’2“, was sweating bullets.

normal, without a hint of irregularity. As Franklin relaxed and talked, he thought maybe Mr. York wasn’t so hung up on that wild

bolder, “Tyrone, when did you hook up with such a fiery chick? She’s hot–headed and even hotter–bodied, curves in all the right places, and that chest has

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