Chapter: 293
Tyrone?
He was stunned.
Why would Tyrone call him?
The assistant cautiously picked up. “Hello, Mr. Blakely.”
“Which hotel are you guys at? And Sabrina’s room number is?”
“We’re in Belfield.”
“I’m aware.”
“We’re staying at Conrad Hotel. Ms. Chavez is in Room 1508.”
“Alright, got it.”
“Okay.” The assistant was at a loss for words.
Was Tyrone planning on visiting?
“Don’t mention to Sabrina that I’ve called you.”
“Understood. What else can I do for you?”
“Nothing as of now.” With those words, Tyrone ended the call.
The assistant took a deep breath, set the phone down, but found it difficult to focus on work.
It was no secret that every employee at the firm had access to Tyrone’s contact number, but no one dared to call him.
Yet, Tyrone just called him.
There was no illusion. It had indeed been Tyrone on the line, inquiring about their hotel and the specifics of Sabrina’s
accommodation.
In his mind, he played back the many times he had tried to reach Sabrina, to no avail. It was Tyrone who had picked up
eventually.
Could it be possible? He found himself speculating about a romantic entanglement between the two of them.
After all, office gossip was rampant, and it was Tyrone himself who had just called him.
It seemed plausible to him.
After fiddling with his phone a bit, he was about to step away for a brief washroom break when his phone rang again.
The screen displayed Tyrone’s name once more.