Chapter 417

Tyrone's gaze was fixed intently on Heather.

She hesitated, recalling the day she had gone to his office. Uncertainty flickered in her eyes.

"Right, I went to see you that day because I had something to tell you," she blurted.

Tyrone hummed in acknowledgment, his voice even. "What do you need my help with?"

After everything that had happened, the frustration he once felt toward Heather had dissipated.

It no longer mattered whether she genuinely cared for him or was merely using him. As long as she stayed by his side, that was enough.

Stunned, Heather blinked in confusion. "I didn't want you to help me with anything. You misunderstood."

The moment the words left her lips, Tyrone's expression turned cold. His gaze sharpened, and his posture stiffened.

His voice, now cold, cut through the air. "Are you trying to break up again?"

Heather was caught off guard.

"Break up? Where did that even come from?" she thought, bewildered.

Seeing her silence, Tyrone assumed his sus