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?"

indifferently, "I want

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

Violet's round

my studio is quite modest. It hardly seems

off, "This isn't

prepared arguments. When you have money,

your permission; I'm telling you what

thought bitterly-He's no better than

a bandit's way? Flaunting wealth

the money, and yes, he can

concerns. You must worry that the corporate control would make your studio lose creative freedom in managing your artists. We can offer 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' reminder

having let Quinn know this

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