Wilma picked up the phone, "Maybe you should give the young master a call?"


    "Should I, though?"


    "Yes, after all, Ms. Young is hisdy."


    "You have a point." Mrs. York stretched out her hand, and Wilma passed the phone to her with a smile.


    Taking the phone, Mrs. York dialed Tyrone''s number.


    But there was no answer. Mrs. York frowned and dialed again.


    Finally, after the fourth attempt, the call connected.


    "Mom, I''m in a meeting."


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    The refusal was clear; he was busy, and whatever it was could wait. But Mrs. York seemed not to catch


    his drift at all, blurting out, "Oh, you''re in a meeting? Well, I was just wondering about that little vixen


    and the singer''s scandal flying high again. Were they caught living togetherst night? Wasn''t she with


    you? She was practically in your pocket, and you let someone snatch her away?" "Alright, I got it."


    Tyrone''s voice was calm and cool, tinged with a hint of frost.


    Mrs. York, eager for gossip, didn''t get the reaction she expected from her son. Since he was little,


    Tyrone had always been possessive; he wouldn''t let anyone touch what was his. "Son, are you even


    listening?"


    "I''m in a meeting."


    Mrs. York stomped her foot in frustration, "That little enchantress spent the night with two men, and


    you''re still in the mood for meetings?"


    Tyrone cut her off, "Mom, I thought you didn''t like her? Why so interested?"


    Mrs. York paused, then huffed, "It''s not about liking her or not. It''s embarrassing if it gets out that my


    son lost to another man. How am I supposed to face my card-ying friends? I don''t want that."


    "I see!"


    "Son, can you handle it or not?"


    Tyrone''s expression darkened, "Mom, you can hang up now."


    After ending the call and tossing the phone aside, Tyrone addressed the room, "Let''s continue."


    James remained silent; he nced at Kevin, who seemed lost in thought.


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    Everyone gasped; their spirits plummeted at the thought of losing their bonuses.


    James hurried after Tyrone. Though he was aware of the hot gossip involving Quintessa Snow''s


    cohabitation that had topped the morning''s trending list, hecked the courage to ask about it. Carrying


    his apprehension, James ventured, "Mr. York, should I maybe have someone..."


    Tyrone sat down, "Tell her if she wants to clear the rumors, she cane and spend another night."


    James shuddered.


    Meanwhile, Quintessa was on set;


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    the scandal altered how people looked at her. Just days ago, she was seen getting cozy with the


    president of York Financial Group, and now she was linked with Great Snow Jackson. The speed of


    these developments prompted whispers of her ying the field.


    During a break, Violet quickly pulled Quintessa aside, "What exactly happenedst night? Weren''t you


    supposed to have sealed the deal with Mr. York? How did you end up with Great Snow Jackson?"


    Quintessa took a sip of water, "After I left Tyrone, I ran into Snow."