Chapter: 503

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, gesturing for him to keep his cool. To the crowd of reporters, he said, “My grandfather has passed away. We’re in mourning and unable to give any interviews. We can talk after the funeral.”

Still, a few persistent reporters took their chances, snapping photos from a distance, then quickly disseminating the news.

“At ten o’clock on November 1st, the news broke that Cesar Blakely, the chairman of Blakely Group, passed away at Healthwell Hospital due to illness.”

The attached image showed Tyrone, a picture of grief, seated by the emergency room’s door, the background blurred out.

delved into

past, such news might have passed without causing much of

news and candid interviews meant more people now knew of Tyrone, and

were thoughtless, the majority of people expressed respect for Cesar, their virtual

“Rest in peace.”

This is Tyrone’s

a wave of unease, unable

her book aside to recline on

time since her pregnancy, to protect her

was a notification, she wouldn’t bother reading

pinged with a

Who could it be?

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