Chapter 84

g the passing countryside with a nonchalant gaze, Tyrone felt his anticipation to confront the V. woman that had been bolling his blood was now simmering down to a calculative coolness. He needed to strategize on how to deal with her, and he couldn’t just let his anger dissipate into thin air.

After another half hour drive, he was almost at the shooting location when his phone buzzed again. He had no intention of answering, but a glance at the caller ID made him pick up- it was James.

“Hello,” he answered casually

James stuttered over the line, “Mr. York. Miss Young, she took the 6.10 AM flight back to Emberbrook.” Tyrone was lost for words

Four hours passed, and James was at the Emberbrook airport waiting to pick up Tyrone.

Despite having not slept all night and having driven for over five hours, Tyrone looked surprisingly fresh, save for the slight redness in his eyes. His demeanor was composed, and his features were set in an icy detachment.

James rushed over to him, “Sir. Since you’ve not slept all night, you’d better head home to rest. I’ve arranged for your car to be shipped back by our local branch. It’ll arrive soon.”

ton of bricks at dawn. James had nearly broken down while booking the earliest flight for Tyrone, who had

of the night still baffled James,

called him ‘sir, but the

eyes and instructed, “Take me

protest, James replied, “Yes, sir.”

that

troublesome Ms. Quintessa Young. Upon arrival, the security guard questioned

the details James provided, the guard let them in: “Alright, go on

the building, Tyrone had

phone. Wait

with unease. He felt something wasn’t right with Tyrone, and without his phone, he couldn’t even dial for help if needed. As Tyrone stepped out of

elevator and dialed a

friction with the cast and unsavory hints from the assistant director. She had gritted her

days off from the set, and with Director Cooper’s new project starting, she had returned

her things when her phone rang with an

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