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?”

did not state the obvious issue, everyone knew it was

all? As far as I’m concerned, if money can solve

to slap the smugness right off his face.

had money, and yes, he was flaunting it.

to say, “Thank-”

the issue, but I want value for it. Don’t play games with me. Don’t say one thing to my face and then pull something behind my back. If you mess with

warning, making it clear that any underhanded moves against

thought to himself how foolish it was to splurge so carelessly. All the

help his impulse to lavish

him, “You can

few more drinks, the creative team behind “Whispers in the Wind” was sweating bullets. They had thought Quintessa was just some starlet

were at 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

them sent off, slightly worse for