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

invisible enmity and were filled with

of the two men

elevator, a heavy,

felt the weight of the atmosphere and found

stole a glance at the

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

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

assessing him

his eyebrows slightly.

just announced yourself as the chairman of

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

The elevator beeped.

at

matters to attend to.

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