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While Sabrina and Jennie tucked into their meal, Tyrone sat next to them, engrossed working on his Laptop.
Once the meal was done, Sabrina tidied up.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAt this time, there was a knock on the door.
“Mr. Blakely?” Upon opening the door, she was met with the sight of two middle-aged gentlemen.
Behind them, a pair of younger men held a trove of fruits and presents.
Recognizing them, Sabrina greeted, “Mr. Ellis, Mr. Palmer.” While they were clearly taken aback by Sabrina's presence, their expressions remained perfectly neutral.
“Is Mr. Blakely around?” “He's right inside. Please, come in.” Sabrina stepped aside to let them through.
Jennie, perched on the couch, looked up at Harrell and Cody with wide-eyed wonder. “Hello there.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmUpon seeing Jennie, Harrell and Cody were caught off- guard.
They couldn't help but wonder when Tyrone had a daughter.
“Hello.” Harrell gave a warm smile and then acknowledged Tyrone. “Mr. Blakely.” Tyrone lifted his gaze, offering a subtle nod in return.
Seeing that they might have something important to talk about, Sabrina interjected, “Jennie, it seems your uncle and these gentlemen need a moment. How about we head out for now?” “Okay.” Jennie assented with a nod, hopped off the couch, and cheerily waved at Tyrone. “We're heading out! We'll drop by tomorrow!” “Take care. See you tomorrow.” As Sabrina and Jennie faded from view, Harrell signaled his assistant.
The secretary promptly set down the assortment of fruits
and presents and took up position outside the door.
“Mr. Blakely..." Tyrone paused, pulling his hands away from his Laptop. He reclined on the couch, remarking, “If you're here regarding our prior discussions, | suggest heading back. Given my poor health, overseeing Blakely Group's affairs is beyond me.”
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