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.”

took the phone and slipped it into his pocket. His eyes inadvertently met the

and were filled with

of the two

a heavy, suffocating

of the atmosphere and found it

he stole a glance

the young man stood at a similar height to Tyrone. His stoic

striking resemblance to Tyrone. That explained why Kylan had made the

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

eyebrows slightly. “Blayze

yourself as the chairman of Blakely Group today. Congratulations,” Blayze said, offering

you. As far as I know, there have been some conflicts between Blakely Group and the Fowler family. Would you care to join me

The elevator beeped.

arrived at

pressing matters to attend to. We can discuss

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