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.

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

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

waist, and cursed under his breath for not bringing a

knowing the cops would be here soon. "I'll have someone deliver the compensation to your studio later. Goodbye. We'll have plenty of time

stepped on the gas, leaving Snow in a

had definitely picked a bad day to step out. He turned to look at his new car, which he had bought specifically to impress

the tip of

and made a call. Before Snow could figure out what to do next, he found himself

trapped there for over an hour before the cops

car keys on the

walked in nervously, sensing Tyrone was in a slightly better

what can

hit Snow's car. Go ahead and

The boss was showing kindness to his rival by offering compensation? That wasn't his usual

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

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