"Mr. Blakely, Mr. Nelson's secretary has replied." Kylan's voice emanated from the other end of the line.

"What did he say?"

"Mr. Nelson doesn't have a schedule tomorrow afternoon. You can come to visit him then."

"Alright, got it. Prepare some gifts. Just keep it low-key." Given the scrutiny Tyrone was under, he cautioned against drawing unnecessary attention or making mistakes.

"Understood."

The Nelson family's residence, situated in the Municipal Committee's residential compound, was an individual villa.

After the security check, Tyrone's car drove into the courtyard and halted at the entrance of Kaleb's house.

In front of the serene villa, a modest yard of about ten square meters adorned with lovely flowers and lush grass greeted Tyrone.

The housekeeper was flowering the flora when she noticed Tyrone's arrival. Politely inquiring about his identity, she extended an invitation into the living room.

The housekeeper brought a delicate cup brimming with fragrant tea for Tyrone and said respectfully, "Mr. Blakely, please have some tea while you wait. Mr. Nelson is currently occupied in the study upstairs. I'll notify him of your arrival right away.”

Seated on the sofa, Tyrone accepted the tea from the housekeeper and nodded in gratitude. "Okay."

In less than two minutes, someone descended the stairs, asking in a sweet voice, “Who is our guest?"

The voice sounded familiar to Tyrone.

Tyrone's gaze shifted to the stairs, and he was met with the sight of Keilani descending with quick steps.

The two locked eyes.

Keilani, seemingly stunned, descended the stairs slower and more gracefully. She feigned surprise and asked, “It's you again?"

It was said that Kaleb had a sister married abroad. This knowledge immediately led Tyrone to make an educated guess about Keilani's identity.

Tyrone subtly nodded in acknowledgment and, without giving Keilani much attention, turned around to pick up the teacup, savoring its contents deliberately.

Observing Tyrone's aloof demeanor, Keilani's expression shifted to one of unhappiness and dejection, feeling a sting in her heart.

Wasn't he curious why she was here?