Tyrone looked at Violet with an unyielding gaze that seemed to press down on her, leaving her feeling as though she couldn't stand tall. His brazenness was almost tangible.

With crystal clarity, he conveyed his intentions toward Violet's protege, as if to say, "I have designs on your talent, and what can you possibly do about it?"

Violet felt a painful tightness in her chest, "Mr. York, aren't you concerned that Quinn might get angry with you if she learns about your actions?"

Tyrone's response almost made Violet see red, because he nonchalantly said, "Let her be angry. What's that to me?"

Once he became her boss, what could she do? Quarrel with him?

Alexander was still in the dark, Tyrone intended to secure Quinn's 'contract of servitude' firmly in his grasp. With that leverage, everything else would be easy. Having navigated the business world for years, Tyrone knew exactly how to work a situation to his advantage. Before anyone could react, he planned to pull the rug out from under them. Even if Quinn kicked up a fuss later, it would be too late, and in the end, she would still be in

teeth, "Clever move,

across the table to Violet, "Ms. Sullivan, please review the

the contract quickly. The clauses were clear, and the benefits to her were significant. Tyrone was after complete control, but he wouldn't meddle in the day-to-day operations. He'd only take a symbolic 3% of the profits and offered unlimited

business standpoint, the deal Tyrone laid out before her

the contract or not seemed irrelevant; Tyrone always had a way of getting what he

than just artist and agent. We're friends. By signing this contract, am

a better future for Ms. Quintessa Young. Any troubles, we'll

eager to impress Tyrone, hoping to

aside Tyrone's ulterior motives, there was no

better than anyone. Just starting out,

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