Daniel fell silent, then gently placed his cutlery down. Every move radiated authority, allowing no offense.

"I know both of you are media figures. A few words or articles from you can damage someone's reputation. But I'm used to getting my way!"

Daniel's voice was low, yet each word held weight. His gaze was equally sharp. "I'm not afraid of what anyone might say, but if anyone dares to harm my people, I won't hesitate to make their life miserable.

"Leroy, you know me, right?"

Daniel patted Leroy's shoulder, nearly making the seasoned journalist tumble from his chair.

Leroy stood with a pale face, his voice trembling. "I'm not sure where I've upset you, Mr. Quimby... Please, tell me!"

Amanda couldn't relax either.

You've been friends with Leroy for years, so why can't we be straightforward? Besides... a word from you, and even

Daniel raised an

the watch on the table, an expensive item. What bothered him was that Amanda had

watch, and tossed it into the soup

soup splattered everywhere, and sparks flew

instinctively shielding

at Amanda, almost smiling, but not quite, as he said,

"What?"

need

and nearly collapsed into

you recall saying you'd do anything for

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