Chapter 77

"I'm Jeremy Ross, the security guard. You've seen me before, and I often help park your car." Tyler sifted through his memories and recalled a tall, skinny security guard. "Why are you calling me?" Jeremy flashed an ingratiating smile. "We've known each other for so long—we're practically old pals. I hate seeing my friend being mistreated. The new chauffeur lied earlier; Ms. Carter didn't arrange for a chauffeur." Tyler was taken aback. "How do you know?" Jeremy explained, "After you left, the new chauffeur said it himself. I overheard it." Tyler was fuming but managed to hold back his anger. "Thanks for telling me. If anyone at the company ever messes with you, let me know. I've got your back." Hearing that, Jeremy was thrilled. "Thanks a lot, Mr. Hill." After ending the phone call, Tyler stormed toward the staff room. As a sales manager, Tyler looked down on security guards, cleaners, chauffeurs, and the like. He often yelled at them. He couldn't believe a lowly chauffeur l