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.

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

looked at Snow as if he were an idiot. "Isn't

his breath for not bringing a knife with

compensation to your studio later. Goodbye. We'll have plenty of time for a direct confrontation

Tyrone stepped on the gas, leaving Snow in a cloud of

definitely picked a bad day to step out. He turned to look at his new car, which he had bought specifically to impress Quintessa, now reduced to scrap metal. The

just the tip of the iceberg in terms

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

hour before the cops finally came to

tossed his car keys on the table

in nervously, sensing Tyrone was in

York, what can

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

was stunned. The boss was showing kindness to his rival by

doubts swirling in his head, James nodded, "Alright,

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