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.”

into his pocket. His eyes inadvertently met the

enmity and were filled with tension, as if in

two

the elevator, a

felt the weight of the atmosphere and

breath, he stole a glance at

at a similar height to Tyrone. His stoic

glanced again and noticed that the young man bore a striking

him from head to

eyebrows slightly. “Blayze

chairman of Blakely Group

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

The elevator beeped.

at Blayze’s

matters to attend to. We can discuss it later,”

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