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.

for a decade and had met all sorts of people. But this level of brazen shamelessness was rare. Snow nodded silently,

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

his waist, and cursed under his breath for

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

on the gas, leaving Snow

day to step out. He turned to look at his new car, which he had bought specifically to impress Quintessa, now reduced

the tip of the iceberg in terms of

pulled out his phone and made a call. Before Snow could figure out what to do next, he

an hour before

office, Tyrone tossed his car keys

sensing Tyrone was

can

looking up, Tyrone said, "I accidentally hit Snow's car. Go ahead and deliver the compensation

The boss was showing kindness to his

his head, James nodded, "Alright, I'll

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