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Chapter: 229
Tyrone and Galilea would be the chosen ones.
As the drawing unfolded, the comments started piling up.
A viewer speculated, “Could Tyrone and Galilea be the ones chosen?”
They were in it for the drama.
“Now, let’s welcome our first guest for the interactive session,” announced the host,
glancing at the large screen.
At that moment, the scrolling screen abruptly halted, revealing two distinct words. Tyrone
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBlakely.
The host announced with enthusiasm, “Today’s my lucky day. Mr. Blakely, you’ve been
selected. Please, join me on stage.”
The photographers were all in a frenzy, clicking away.
The netizens were abuzz with comments.
“Can’t be real.
“Is this staged?”
“We’re in for a treat.”
Tyrone rose and made his way to the stage.
“Before the game kicks off, how about a quick chat, Mr. Blakely? Do you know what the
first game for tonight is?”
Tyrone shook his head and replied, “No clue.”
His ignorance was genuine.
With Blakely Group dabbling in diverse sectors and owning multiple brands, he was no
stranger to such events. He usually took off after delivering his speech, uninterested in the
entire event proceedings.
“So you must be aware you’re up for a game with Ms. Chavez, right?
What’s your opinion on her?”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmTyrone glanced at Sabrina standing next to him and commented, “She’s extremely
capable. MQ Clothing wouldn’t be where it is today without her. I want to thank her
sincerely.”
The host, clearing his throat, slyly Looked at the paparazzi beyond the stage. “Mr. Blakely,
that’s not the kind of response we were hoping for.”
Tyrone was taken aback. He hadn’t anticipated the host to probe further, causing him to
cast an uncertain look at Sabrina.
The host’s lines were pre-scripted by the event team. They wouldn’t suddenly throw in a
curveball. This question must have been included at Sabrina’s request.
Tyrone was all too aware of what Sabrina was attempting, which was to stir up a storm by
hinting at a relationship between them.