Chapter 525 The Young Group and the Stadium

Tyler's face turned ghostly pale as he stammered, "Dad, it's not on me. It's that asshole Ryder—he played me! If it weren't for him, I could've nailed the stadium for under two billion!"

"Bullshit!" Constantine barked, his eyes turning stormy. "I don't give a damn how good Ryder is—that's no excus...