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.

retreated to the master

“Aren’t you Leaving?”

by the sound. Her voice was still raspy with sleep as she

that Sabrina was awake, Tyrone approached the bedside, his brows furrowing. “Leave?

the dim light, Sabrina merely gazed at Tyrone,

that she must have assumed he was

thought he had been summoned away by Galilea since

the idea crossed her mind, Sabrina didn’t feel

to it, or perhaps she just didn’t

that the apparent harmony between her and

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