Violet took a deep breath and said, "Good morning, Mr. York."

Tyrone gestured towards a chair, signaling Violet to take a seat.

Once seated, Violet asked, "May I inquire why you've invited me here today?"

Tyrone glanced at James, who promptly stepped forward and placed a check in front of Violet.

Tyrone said, "Fill it out with any amount."

Violet was stunned. "What do you mean, Mr. York?"

"I

his tone was cool and detached as if he was simply passing on a message

registered on Violet's round and

my studio is quite modest. It hardly seems worth

her off, "This isn't a

of Violet's prepared arguments. When you have money, you can afford to be

permission; I'm telling you what I want. Take the money, or don't-either way, I will have what I

thought bitterly-He's no better than

like a bandit's way? Flaunting wealth to bully

he has the money, and yes, he can bully you because of

you complete autonomy. What the York Financial Group wants is your studio, firmly in our grasp. Name your price, because no matter what, the outcome will be the same. Of course, you can refuse." James'

her composure, yet she regretted not having let

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