Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

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?”

he did not state the obvious issue,

as I’m concerned, if money can

them want to slap the

yes, he was flaunting it.

managed to say, “Thank-”

it. Don’t play games with me. Don’t say one thing to my face and then

a warning, making it clear that any underhanded moves against Quintessa

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

couldn’t help his impulse

reassured him, “You can count on

in the Wind” was sweating bullets. They had thought Quintessa was just some starlet under York’s patronage, but they never imagined that he

all, they were at the mercy of their benefactor, and without funds, they were nothing. Tyrone’s attitude was clear: I am rich and powerful, and if you couldn’t keep

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those within it knew how

Tyrone had them sent off, slightly worse for wear from