Tyrion's eyes lit up when he heard Jared's name, and he instantly followed Sandy's gaze.
Jared stopped in his tracks and gave her a frosty look.
Still linking arms with Tyrion, Sandy walked toward him.
“Hey, Jared. I didn't expect to see you here. My, I almost forgot that you're a millionaire now!” she remarked, casting him a teasing look. “Allow me to make the introductions. This is Mr. Whitaker. He's from the Whitaker family in Summerbank.”
Sandy intentionally emphasized the word “Summerbank” as though she was afraid Jared would miss out on that.
“You're Jared Chance? I've heard a lot about you.” Tyrion extended his arm for a handshake, but his gaze carried a hint of hostility.
Jared had no idea who Tyrion was, so he was baffled by the latter's animosity. Is it
because of Sandy?
Nonetheless, he shook Tyrion's hand in return.
Just as he was about to pull his hand away after the handshake, Tyrion clutched his hand and refused to let him go.
Then, Tyrion started wrenching Jared's hand forcefully.
The whole time, a smirk played on his lips. He had trained in the military for years, making him different from ordinary scions. His capabilities were not to be underestimated.
Narrowing his eyes, Jared started gathering spiritual energy from within him. Seconds later, he exerted a terrifying force on Tyrion's hand.
Tyrion was taken aback when he felt the intense strength. He tried to break free from Jared's grip but to no avail.
Cold sweat started to break out on his forehead. Yet, with the crowd watching them, he dared not beg for Jared's forgiveness or cry for help as it would be downright humiliating.
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