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

as I’m concerned, if money can solve it, it’s not

in his words made them want to slap the smugness right off his face.

yes,

managed to say, “Thank-”

yet. Money isn’t 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 my interests, you’ll

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

splurge so carelessly. All

impulse to lavish Quintessa with

producer hastily reassured him, “You

Wind” was sweating bullets. They had thought Quintessa was just some

hard time during filming, but they quickly abandoned the idea. After 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 up,

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those within it knew how tough it was without a bigwig’s

them sent off,