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

were filled with tension, as if in

two men averted

a heavy, suffocating

of the atmosphere

breath, he stole a glance at the

dressed, the young man stood at a similar height

again and noticed that the young man bore a striking

disdainfully, assessing him from

raised his eyebrows slightly.

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

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.

arrived at

matters to attend to. We can discuss

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