The data leakage, his grandpa's sigh, his colleagues' disdain, and Larry's comforting words all weighed heavily on him.

He was too busy resolving the problem to mourn for Galilea's situation.

After her rescue, a traumatized Galilea relied heavily on him.

The topic of their separation was never broached again.

He felt obligated to compensate for Galilea's sufferings.

For the first time ever, Tyrone found himself feeling a pang of sympathy for someone.

Pausing on the stairway, he pulled out his phone and dialed Kylan's number.

"Kylan."

"Mr. Blakely, how can I assist you?" Kylan assumed Tyrone was calling to discuss arrangements for the evening collaboration.

"The financial news network has been hounding me for an exclusive interview, correct? Inform them that I am now available."

"What?" Kylan wondered if he'd misunderstood.

Tyrone was known for his private demeanor, preferring to stay away from media exposure. He was a man of few words at press conferences and had no social media presence, making public appearances infrequently

“Are you certain about this?" Kylan could only surmise that Tyrone was doing this out of sympathy for Sabrina, intending to clear up any misunderstandings.

"Yes. Go ahead and set up the interview for me."

"Very well, sir."

On a Saturday morning, Tyrone and Sabrina visited his grandparents.

“Uncle Tyrone! Aunt Sabrina!" Frankie emerged from the living room to greet them enthusiastically.

"Frankie, you're up bright and early today," Sabrina noted, taking his hand as they stepped into the Living room.

Frankie asked, "My dad plans on taking me on a mountain hike. Would you join us?"

For Larry, it meant taking Frankie to visit his parents' resting place in the cemetery.