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.”

his

met with invisible enmity and were filled

the two men averted

elevator, a heavy,

the weight of the atmosphere

breath, he stole a

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

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

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

raised his eyebrows

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

between Blakely Group and the Fowler family. Would you care to join

The elevator beeped.

at Blayze’s

matters to attend to. We can discuss

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