Scars Of A Broken Bond

“Okay… Understood.”

After the psychologist left, Tyrone remained stationary, gazing into the distance, Lost in thought.

His reverie was broken by his ringing phone.

Returning to reality, he answered the call. It was from Kylan, his former assistant at Blakely Group, now his personal secretary.

Kylan had resigned from the company after Tyrone’s departure and now assisted Tyrone with his various other investments and businesses.

“Hello? What’s going on?” Tyrone responded, a hint of impatience Lacing his voice as he picked up the phone.

“Sir, a will was left by your grandfather prior to his demise. Now that the funeral proceedings are over, the lawyer is ready to disclose it.

meeting of all shareholders, and your grandmother would like your

invitation to the company by

in line to inherit a portion

had split his shares between Tyrone

was only fitting for Tyrone to attend the

an excuse on my behalf. And don’t let my grandmother know that I am at

kept the news of Sabrina’s miscarriage from

additional sorrow might be too much for her, given the

“But…”

to interject, only to be cut off by Tyrone. “Have you accomplished what