Chapter 2792

Im right outside your office building, the man replied, sounding smug.

Lyndon didnt say another word.

He hung up the phone, grabbed his jacket, and took the elevator down to the underground parking lot.

As he drove out of the companys garage, he spotted the paparazzo waiting by the roadside, just as promised.

Lyndon pulled to a stop and rolled down his window.

Good day, Mr.

Fernandez, the paparazzo greeted, his voice eager, eyes gleaming with anticipation. Lyndon shot him a cold glance.

Give me your bank details.

missing a beat, the paparazzo fumbled for

transferred a

up, and he gushed,

Fernandez, youre truly generous.

the photos from his

There, all gone.

No backups? Lyndon asked.

His expression remained icy.

I live up

to make real enemies with someone like you,

smile-more a

interest in

entirely or

reputation. He

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