Chapter: 502

Could you please…7?”

Bang.

His camera lay in shards at his feet. He looked up at Tyrone, who had risen to his feet, the words died in his throat.

Expressionless, Tyrone retrieved a business card from his pocket, tossing it dismissively to the floor. “How much is it? Get in touch with my secretary.”

Larry swiftly joined him, a reassuring hand on Tyrone’s shoulder, Larry, upon ending the call, found Tyrone seated solitary on a nearby chair, his vacant stare cast forward, rigid as a gravestone.

Larry approached, laying a comforting hand on Tyrone’s shoulder.

“Tyrone.”

Larry’s anxious

time to

Cesar was much like

memory of his mother, nor

earliest recollections were of a life

Though they were his grandparents, they were like his

“Do we tell Sabrina?”

The shock might be too much.” Tyrone shook his head, shifting

aware that this magnitude of

“Understood.”

Sergio gestured toward a cluster of

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