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.

"Yes, Mr. Quimby." She quickly took out a watch and opened the box, placing it before Daniel. "This is a small gift

years, so

I am ready to do anything for

Daniel raised

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

wrist, which

watch, and tossed it into

splattered everywhere, and sparks

instinctively shielding her face, while Leroy sat in

looked at Amanda, almost smiling, but

"What?"

I need to

turned pale and nearly

you recall saying you'd do

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