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

for years, so why can't we be straightforward? Besides... a

I am ready to do anything for

that so?" Daniel

expensive item. What bothered him

her wrist,

anger, picked up the watch, and tossed it into the soup pot

soup splattered everywhere, and sparks flew from the

shielding her face,

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

"What?"

I need

turned pale and nearly collapsed

saying you'd do anything for

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