As her workday came to a close, Tyrone sent Sabrina a text. “Are you done with your work? Once you’re finished, meet me in the parking lot.

Her reply was a simple, “Soon.”

She found Tyrone’s car in the parking lot, opened the back door, and got in.

The driver started the car.

The car began to move.

With a sidelong glance at Sabrina, Tyrone said impassively, “Grandma’s insistence on us returning must be because of the news. I’1l find an opportunity to tell them about the divorce.”

A pang of pain shot through Sabrina’s heart. She simply nodded and redirected her gaze to the streets swiftly passing by outside the window.

indicating that he must have been waiting for this

“Mr. Blakely, your grandma is preoccupied in the kitchen. Kindly settle down

housekeeper promptly set off to prepare a refreshing pot of coffee accompanied by a platter of

Blakely, Tyrone’s grandma, hailed from humble beginnings. Despite her wealthy lifestyle, she remained a warm-hearted elderly woman

Blakely progeny, their reverence for

Sabrina asked,

to the upper floor, the housekeeper replied, “He is taking a rest.

concern washed over

grandfather, Cesar Blakely, sustained it. Unfortunately, the strain of his work took a toll on

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