Chapter: 944

Kylan looked up and gently reminded him, “Mr. Blakely.”

His voice trailed off abruptly.

Kylan stood stunned for a couple of seconds.

The man in front of him wasn’t Tyrone.

Tyrone cleared his throat, drawing Kylan‘’s attention.

Embarrassed, Kylan turned around and saw Tyrone standing behind him.

“Sorry about that,” Kylan said to the young man with an apologetic smile. He then handed the phone to Tyrone. “Mr. Blakely, here’s your phone.”

Tyrone raised his eyes to look at him, causing Kylan to break out in a cold sweat.

“Okay.”

into his

with invisible enmity and were filled

of the two men

elevator, a heavy, suffocating

the atmosphere

he stole a

a similar height to Tyrone. His stoic face rendered him

noticed that the young man bore a striking resemblance

regarded Tyrone disdainfully, assessing him from head to toe, and inquired,

eyebrows slightly.

as the chairman of Blakely

you. As far as I know, there have been some conflicts between Blakely Group and the Fowler

The elevator beeped.

at

matters to attend to. We

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