Female Novel
Chapter 1001
Much to her astonishment, Galilea proved to be ineffectual, easily surrendering the photos to Tyrone.
“I’ll let this matter slide but Kira, please refrain from taking actions that might jeopardize my relationshipwith Sabrina under the guise of looking out for my best interests in the future,” Tyrone cautioned.
Kira recognized the futility of her efforts, a sense of frustration building within her.
She sought to avoid further quarrels with Tyrone and redirected the conversation, saying, “Let’s drop it.The choice is yours. On a different note, I’ve heard from fellow shareholders that the company isentangled in some business disputes with the Fowler family Lately and the Fowlers have managed tosnatch several projects from our company.”
Reflecting on past events, Kira had formed a rough hypothesis about why Blayze had targeted theBlakely family after assuming control of the company. A complex blend of emotions swirled within her.
“That’s correct,” Tyrone confirmed.
“Word on the street is that Blayze Fowler heads the Fowler family. Have you ever had any encounterswith him?” Kira inquired tentatively.
“Do you know him?” Tyrone probed.
“I’ve heard of him,” Kira admitted.
Tyrone shared, “I’ve crossed paths with him twice but he remains tight-lipped about his motivations. Ican’t fathom why he’s at odds with the Blakely Group.”novelbin
“He spent considerable time abroad, and during Sabrina’s overseas studies, they shared a closeconnection. I believe there might be a Link. Kira suggested cryptically.
“Absolutely not,” Tyrone firmly refuted. Kylan had also speculated that Sabrina might be a factor butTyrone’s distinct intuition disagreed.
If Blayze truly held affection for Sabrina, he wouldn’t have severed contact with Sabrina in the past fewyears, mor would he suddenly target a well-matched business conglomerate solely for her sake.
Nevertheless, Kira’s words left Tyrone somewhat perplexed. It was evident that she possessedsignificant insights into Sabrina’s life abroad.
Kira pressed on, “Blayze was absent from the company until his sudden return to power. There must bedoubts within the Fowler family. He’s an ambitious individual, aiming to externalize the conflict toshowcase his mettle. Soon, he’ll undoubtedly continue to play against the Blakely Group. Exercisecaution.”
Blayze bore a resemblance to his calculating mother. He perpetually coveted things that Lay beyondhis grasp.
Tyrone didn’t dispute it, responding, “Understood.” He then concluded the call.
Contemplating Kira’s recent remarks, Tyrone began to doubt their validity.
The Blakely Group didn’t make for an ideal target for Blayze to demonstrate his strength. Surely,Blayze must have known that.
So why did he proceed with such a strategy?
Those projects were well-suited for the Blakely Group and handing them over to the Fowler family notonly hindered their potential benefits but also posed the risk of capital Loss and entrapment in adilemma.
Upon Tyrone’s return to the company, Kylan promptly informed him of Blayze’s aggressive acquisitionof shares from Prosperous Technology, pre-empting the Blakely Group.
Tyrone had foreseen this and responded with calculated resolve, “Continue to monitor the situation andfan the flames.”
It appeared that, at this moment, Blayze reveled in the satisfaction of wresting projects away from theBlakely Group. Tyrone anticipated his next move.
After Kylan exited the room, Tyrone powered up his computer, his gaze drawn to the new screen beforehim. Unavoidably, thoughts of Sabrina ignited a simmering anger within him.
He endeavored to redirect his focus toward his work. Eventually, Tyrone reached for his phone anddialed a specific number.
Punctually at 8:00 p.m., Tyrone materialized in the club’s grand hall. He ascended in the elevator to anexclusive chamber and entered it.
The room remained unoccupied, prompting Tyrone to shut the door behind him. He sank into the sofa,retrieving a lighter and igniting a cigarette.
Approximately ten minutes later, when Galilea made her entrance, she observed Tyrone, who reclinedagainst the sofa’s backrest, an elbow resting on the armrest, and a slender cigarette held delicatelybetween his fingers.
His lips parted slightly, releasing an elegant smoke ring into the air. As she cast a glance at thecigarette’s ember within the ashtray, she narrowed her discerning eyes.
She was unaware of his newly acquired smoking habit.
Seated opposite Tyrone, she maintained a facade of ignorance, inquiring, “What can I do for you?”