Chapter 189

Under the moonlit sky, the towering Elkin Group building exuded a remarkable grandeur. Tyrone emerged from its entrance, his cold, stern gaze projecting an icy demeanor that kept others at bay.

The tails of his black suit jacket fluttered gently in the night breeze, emphasizing his commanding presence.

A sleek black Rolls-Royce awaited nearby, and a bodyguard opened the car door as a gesture of respect.

Tyrone sank into the car seat, weariness etched across his face from the series of meetings he had just endured. His slender fingers fidgeted with his tie, revealing a subtle restlessness.

In the front seat, Caleb addressed him respectfully, saying, "Mr. Elkin, Ms. Seel returned from abroad this afternoon."

Tyrone's hand paused momentarily on his tie. "Noted," he replied indifferently.

Caleb glanced at him and continued, "She called to say she's back at the Seel residence. She would like to invite you for dinner tonight.

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