Tyrone settled back in his chair, holding his glass while occasionally engaging in conversation.

Even in his relaxed posture, he emanated an air of dignity and detachment.

Noticing this, Evelyn saw an opportunity to foster a deeper and more intimate connection with him. She gracefully served a plate of vegetables and asked, “Would you care for some?"

Tyrone's gaze briefly swept over the vegetables on the plate, yet he didn't provide a direct answer. Instead, he politely responded, "Thank you. You don't need to pick food out for me."

Evelyn was embarrassed and rendered momentarily speechless.

She placed the plate back and secretly glanced at Tyrone.

She felt disappointed when Tyrone didn't eat the vegetables.

Just then, Tyrone's mobile phone on the table Lit up with a message.

Tyrone reached for his phone and unlocked the screen. As he began to respond to the message, Evelyn couldn't help but notice the contact name-Sabrina.

She couldn't see the content of the message, but witnessing Tyrone's softened expression as he replied made her feel a pang of jealousy.

Another message arrived, making Tyrone smile and continue typing.

Most of the time, he would make phone calls or send e-mails. It was rare for him to send messages.

As Evelyn continued observing Tyrone's actions, thoughts of his interactions with Sabrina resurfaced, intensifying her feelings of envy. Unconsciously, she tightened her grip around her fork.

Tyrone's phone screen lit up again, signaling another incoming message.

He was about to respond when Evelyn decided to speak up. "Mr. Blakely, I'd like to propose a toast to you. Thank you for your care and support throughout the years. I am committed to making valuable contributions to Blakely Group in the future."

Tyrone turned off his phone and raised his glass. "You're welcome."

The deputy director followed the example and made a toast to Tyrone, followed by the rest of the employees in the department. Each expressed their gratitude and respect.

Tyrone graciously accepted three more toasts before politely asking them to refrain from further toasting.

Halfway through the dinner, Tyrone's phone rang. It was a call from his driver.

Tyrone excused himself and walked to the corridor to answer the phone.