With that, Kylan exited the office, phone in hand.

Immersed in his screen and typing quickly, Tyrone replied nonchalantly.

Suddenly, he was jolted by an unexpected voice, a recorded voice from a past call.

"Good day, Mr. Blakely. This is Carlson Kingsberg from Grand Tech, concerning that innovative energy project you previously discussed..."

A frown crept onto Tyrone's face as he darted a glance at the Bluetooth speaker.

The device was playing back his earlier phone conversation with Carlson.

His office's Bluetooth sound system must have synced up with his phone, and when Kylan unintentionally triggered the playback while managing the call backups, this situation ensued.

Tyrone eased into his chair, massaging his temples.

The sound of Carlson's chuckles permeated the office space.

About to silence the Bluetooth speaker, Tyrone was taken aback as the next call began to play automatically.

"Hello." The voice belonged to Galilea.

"It's me, Sabrina. Where's Tyrone?" It was Sabrina's voice this time.

Tyrone, intending to mute the device, paused and let the conversation roll.

"Oh, Sabrina. Tyrone is cooking a meal for me right now," Galilea announced. "And, Sabrina, you should know that Tyrone is really good at cooking. When he was at university, he frequently cooked for me."

Tyrone's face tightened, a slight furrow settling on his forehead.

There was an evident note of boastfulness in Galilea's voice that irked him. He found it hard to believe she could utter such words.

"Pass the phone to Tyrone. I need to ask him something."

"What's it about? I can relay your message," Galilea responded, her voice laced with provocation.

"TI need Tyron have a question for him and I'll ask him directly!"

Sabrina insisted. "And his phone records calls automatically. Unless you want me to let Tyrone hear this conversation, hand him the phone now."