The Art Of The UnderDog

Chapter 117

“Tyler couldn’t contain his disbelief, a nervous chuckle escaping him as he glanced around Andrea’s opulent office, his gaze taking in the exquisite mahogany furniture and the soft, golden glow of the chandeliers. ‘You must be joking if you think I’d accept this,’ Tyler muttered under his breath, his voice almost drowned out by the ambient hum of the room.

Andrea, leaning casually against his polished oak desk, met Tyler’s eyes with a sly smile. ‘I understand I’m in dire need of funds,’ he said, his words dripping with a sinister charm, ‘but compromising my integrity and lying just for the sake of money is not something I can do.’ With a smug grin, he continued, ‘Go take a walk, Tyler. Enjoy the fresh air.’

Tyler clenched his fists, a torrent of anger building within him. ‘I won’t do it,’ he retorted, his voice trembling with determination. He turned on his heel and stormed towards the exit, the echo of his footsteps resonating in the vast room. There was no way he’d let Andrea manipu