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

been friends with Leroy for years, so why can't we be straightforward?

even I am ready

that so?" Daniel raised an

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

her wrist, which

anger, picked up the watch, and tossed it into the soup pot without

sparks flew from

out in shock, instinctively shielding her face,

at Amanda, almost smiling, but not

"What?"

need to

turned pale and nearly collapsed into her

you recall saying you'd do anything

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