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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
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtgive 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.
The related news delved into the life of Cesar Blakely.
In the past, such news might have passed without causing much of a stir.
But the breaking news and candid interviews meant more people now knew of Tyrone, and more
people were following the news.
While some comments were thoughtless, the majority of people expressed respect for Cesar, their
virtual candles flickering beneath the news.
“Rest in peace.”
Another comment read, “Notice: This is Tyrone’s grandfather. Farewell.”
Shortly after Tyrone’s departure, Sabrina felt a wave of unease, unable to focus on her reading.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe rubbed her belly, setting her book aside to recline on her bed.
She had cut down on her screen time since her pregnancy, to protect her unborn child.
Unless there was a notification, she wouldn’t bother reading it.
And now, it pinged with a message.
Who could it be?
Blinking, Sabrina picked up her phone, tapping on the screen. A news screenshot filled her display.
Her heart lurched.
Sabrina’s heartbeat froze momentarily, then commenced in a frantic rhythm,
This had to be a practical joke, didn’t it?
But then, the headlines started pouring in, all connecting to this dreadful event.
In the press coverage, Tyrone was dressed in the same outfit he’d donned earlier today.
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