Chapter 148

Tyrone smirked inwardly, thinking how much simpler it would be if they just did what was needed without him having to prod them along.

He gave a casual flick of his wrist, and a waiter promptly approached, filling everyone’s glasses to the brim with top–shelf whiskey.

“Cheers to a smooth start to your project,” Tyrone toasted, his voice dripping with a patronizing tone.

The producer and director felt the sting of humiliation. They had already agreed to his terms, and now they were being coerced into drinking to it.

Lifting their glasses reluctantly, they muttered, “Thanks, Mr. York.”

They gulped down the whiskey while Tyrone didn’t even touch his drink. It was a clear message that they had irked him, and he was here to put them in their place.

Director Gardner, his face flushed from the alcohol, blurted out, “Speaking of the movie, we’re in a bit of a bind. That’s about the post–production special effects. We’re considering an overseas team, but we can’t seem to seal the deal. Could we ask for Mr. York’s help?”

the obvious issue, everyone knew it was a matter

“Is that all? As far as I’m concerned, if money

want to slap the smugness right off

and yes, he was

managed to

play games with me. Don’t say one thing to my face and then pull something behind my back. If you mess with

clear that any underhanded moves against Quintessa would not be

carelessly. All the York family’s fortune could be squandered if

help his impulse to lavish Quintessa

“You can

a few more drinks, the creative team behind “Whispers in the Wind” was sweating bullets. They had thought Quintessa was just some starlet under York’s patronage, but

the mercy of their benefactor, and without funds, they were nothing. Tyrone’s attitude was clear:

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glamorous from the outside, but only those within it knew how tough it was without a

off, slightly worse for wear from

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