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Chapter: 297
These dreams startled him awake and sleep remained elusive thereafter.
He hadn’t realized how strongly she had captured his heart.
Despite his best efforts to focus on work, he was restless.
Kylan and the rest of the senior team were having a tough time.
Tyrone had been on edge of late.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtOne of the secretary received a stern reprimand from Tyrone over a minor mistake.
Exiting the CEO’s office, the employee looked quite distressed.
Ordinarily, Tyrone was a highly respected president.
He was gentle, approachable, and considerate in regular circumstances.
In business affairs, he displayed sharpness, decisiveness, and ruthlessness.
He rarely made things excessively hard for his employees.
His focus was on the present and the future. He didn’t want his employees to dwell on
past mistakes, instead, he valued corrective measures. If the mistake was rectified, he’d
usually issue a minimal punishment.
The Blakely Group employees, in general, had a pretty good boss.
However, Tyrone had been unusually volatile lately.
Everyone in the company, particularly those frequently interacting with
Tyrone, was on pins and needles, fearing they might provoke their boss.
As part of his usual routine, Kylan stepped in to back up Tyrone’s call logs and recordings.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThis allowed Kylan access to many of Tyrone’s secrets.
Tyrone handed over his phone to Kylan.
“I’LL back up the calls and forward it to you later, sir.”
With that, Kylan exited the office, phone in hand.
Immersed in his screen and typing quickly, Tyrone replied nonchalantly.
Suddenly, he was jolted by an unexpected voice, a recorded voice from a past call.
“Good day, Mr. Blakely. This is Carlson Kingsberg from Grand Tech, concerning that
innovative energy project you previously discussed…”