A few seconds later, his call was answered..

A man asked, “Mr. Blakely, what seems to be the problem?”

“I need you to unmask these bloggers within a day.”

Tyrone’s patience with the media had clearly been exhausted, their repeated provocations wearing thin on his tolerance.

“Rest easy. By tomorrow, you’ll have your answer.”

Once the call ended, Tyrone returned to the website.

Kylan had already instructed technicians to scrub the posts.

his phone, Tyrone retreated to the master bedroom, carefully shutting the door

“Aren’t you Leaving?”

sound. Her voice was still raspy with sleep as she

the bedside, his brows furrowing. “Leave? To

Sabrina merely gazed at

have assumed he was

he had been summoned away by Galilea since he had been away for so

her mind, Sabrina

to it, or perhaps she just didn’t

was well aware that the apparent harmony between her and Tyrone was merely to

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