Snow was absolutely livid, swearing under his breath. "Seriously?!"

He'd had several run-ins with Tyrone before, but Snow had never really made a big deal out of it.

Firstly, Snow knew Tyrone was out of his league in terms of capabilities. Sometimes, it just wasn't worth the hassle over trivial matters.

Secondly, Snow thought, why bother at all?

But this time, Snow couldn't hold back. Tyrone was clearly picking a fight. And now that Snow had set his sights on Quintessa, there was no reason to step aside for Tyrone. After all, is there such a thing as friendly rivals?

Snow smirked, saying, "Mr. York, we're all adults here. Why stoop to such childish antics?"

Tyrone's lips curled into a devilish smile. "Indeed, it's very adult of me to just hit your car."

Snow was at a loss for words. So, if they weren't adults, Tyrone would've gone after him personally, not just his car.

felt at a loss for words to describe his current state of mind. He'd been in the entertainment industry for a decade and had met all sorts of people. But this level of brazen shamelessness was rare. Snow nodded silently, "Mr. York, if you're a real man, come at me directly. What's this sneaky behavior

as if he were an idiot. "Isn't hitting your car

cursed under his breath for not bringing a knife with him

compensation to your

that, Tyrone stepped on the gas, leaving Snow in

new car, which he had bought specifically to impress Quintessa, now reduced to scrap metal. The fire

just the tip of the iceberg

figure out what to do next, he found himself surrounded by a crowd of over enthusiastic fans in the middle of the

trapped there for over an hour before

his car keys on

walked in nervously, sensing Tyrone was in a slightly better

York, what can I do

said, "I accidentally hit Snow's car. Go ahead and

his rival by offering compensation?

James

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