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.”

slipped it into his pocket. His eyes inadvertently met

with invisible enmity and were filled with tension,

two

elevator, a

of the atmosphere and

he stole a glance at

at a similar height to Tyrone. His stoic face rendered him distant and

and noticed that the young man bore a striking resemblance to Tyrone. That explained why Kylan had made the

young man regarded Tyrone disdainfully, assessing him from head to toe,

his eyebrows

as the chairman of Blakely Group today.

there have been some conflicts between Blakely Group

The elevator beeped.

at

have some pressing matters to attend to. We can discuss it later,” Blayze replied

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