Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny (Quintessa and Tyrone) novel Chapter 148

Tyrone smirked inwardly, thinking how much simpler it would be if they just did what was needed without him having to prod them along.

He gave a casual flick of his wrist, and a waiter promptly approached, filling everyone's glasses to the brim with top-shelf whiskey.

"Cheers to a smooth start to your project," Tyrone toasted, his voice dripping with a patronizing tone.

The producer and director felt the sting of humiliation. They had already agreed to his terms, and now they were being coerced into drinking to it.

Lifting their glasses reluctantly, they muttered, "Thanks, Mr. York."

They gulped down the whiskey while Tyrone didn't even touch his drink. It was a clear message that they had irked him, and he was here to put them in their place.

Director Gardner, his face flushed from the alcohol, blurted out, "Speaking of the movie, we're in a bit of a bind. That’s about the post-production special effects. We're considering an overseas team, but we can't seem to seal the deal. Could we ask for Mr. York's help?"

Gardner's voice wavered; though he did not state the obvious issue, everyone knew it was a matter of price.

Tyrone lounged back, feigning nonchalance. "Is that all? As far as I'm concerned, if money can solve it, it's not a problem."

The arrogance in his words made them want to slap the smugness right off his face.

Yes, he had money, and yes, he was flaunting it.

Gardner managed to say, "Thank—"

But Tyrone cut him off, "Don't thank me just yet. Money isn't the issue, but I want value for it. Don't play games with me. Don't say one thing to my face and then pull something behind my back. If you mess with my interests, you'll answer to me."

Tyrone was issuing a warning, making it clear that any underhanded moves against Quintessa would not be tolerated.