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.

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

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

patted his waist, and cursed under his breath for not bringing a knife with him

be here soon. "I'll have someone deliver the compensation to your studio later. Goodbye. We'll have plenty of time for a direct

the gas, leaving Snow in a cloud

to look at his new car, which he had bought specifically to impress Quintessa, now reduced to scrap metal. The fire in his chest refused

tip of

out what to do next, he found himself surrounded by a crowd of over

for over an hour before

Tyrone tossed his car keys on the table

nervously, sensing Tyrone

York, what can I do

Snow's car. Go ahead and deliver the compensation

stunned. The boss was showing kindness to his

in his head, James nodded, "Alright, I'll take care of

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