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.”

met Larry’s anxious gaze and managed to

just needed time to gather

with Cesar was much like

his mother, nor did he know

earliest recollections were of a life

raised him. Though they were his grandparents, they were

“Do we tell Sabrina?”

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

was well aware that this magnitude of event couldn’t be

“Understood.”

reporters incoming.” Sergio gestured toward a

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