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Chapter 503

Chapter: 503novelbin

His camera lay in shards at his feet. He looked up at Tyrone, who had risen to his feet, the words diedin his throat.

Expressionless, Tyrone retrieved a business card from his pocket, tossing it dismissively to the floor.“How much is it? Get in touch with my secretary.”

Larry swiftly joined him, a reassuring hand on Tyrone’s shoulder, gesturing for him to keep his cool. Tothe crowd of reporters, he said, “My grandfather has passed away. We’re in mourning and unable togive any interviews. We can talk after the funeral.”

Still, a few persistent reporters took their chances, snapping photos from a distance, then quicklydisseminating the news.

“At ten o’clock on November 1st, the news broke that Cesar Blakely, the chairman of Blakely Group,passed away at Healthwell Hospital due to illness.”

The attached image showed Tyrone, a picture of grief, seated by the emergency room’s door, thebackground blurred out.

The related news delved into the life of Cesar Blakely.

In the past, such news might have passed without causing much of a stir.

But the breaking news and candid interviews meant more people now knew of Tyrone, and morepeople were following the news.

While some comments were thoughtless, the majority of people expressed respect for Cesar, theirvirtual candles flickering beneath the news.

“Rest in peace.”

Another comment read, “Notice: This is Tyrone’s grandfather. Farewell.”

Shortly after Tyrone’s departure, Sabrina felt a wave of unease, unable to focus on her reading.

She rubbed her belly, setting her book aside to recline on her bed.

She had cut down on her screen time since her pregnancy, to protect her unborn child.

Unless there was a notification, she wouldn’t bother reading it.

And now, it pinged with a message.

Who could it be?

Blinking, Sabrina picked up her phone, tapping on the screen. A news screenshot filled her display.

Her heart lurched.

Sabrina’s heartbeat froze momentarily, then commenced in a frantic rhythm,

This had to be a practical joke, didn’t it?

But then, the headlines started pouring in, all connecting to this dreadful event.

In the press coverage, Tyrone was dressed in the same outfit he’d donned earlier today.

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