No, carry on without me. Tyrone waved his hand.
And that was enough for the vice director.
Tyrones presence was enough of an honor.
Tyrone then loosened his collar, revealing his collarbone, and decided to take a breather outside.
Mr. Blakely! Evelyn assumed he was leaving.
With a measured gaze, Tyrone said, Just getting some fresh air. Its a bit stuffy in here.
Evelyn blushed and displayed an embarrassed expression
At this moment, a waiter walked in carrying a cake.
As Evelyn busied herself with cutting the cake, Tyrone slipped away to the end of the corridor, sending a text to Sabrina.
Even after waiting outside for some time, Tyrone still felt a bit warm.
When he returned to the room, the cake had been cut out.
Evelyn, spotting him, brought him a piece of cake. Mr. Blakely, would you care for a slice? Its delicious.
Just leave it here, Tyrone said in a hoarse voice, pointing at a table nearby.
As Evelyn put the cake on the table, she asked, Perhaps a song, then?
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ILL have to pass. Tyrone dug into his cake. Checking his watch and picked up his coat from the sofa, he announced, Its getting late. Time for me to head home. You guys carry on.
Positioned behind him, Evelyn asked, Youre leaving already? So soon?
Mr. Blakely, do stay a bit longer, an employee said.
No, you guys have fun. Tyrone exited the room with his coat.
The employees stopped trying to persuade Tyrone and instead accompanied him to the door of the karaoke room.
Goodbye, Mr. Blakely.
Have a good time.
Tyrone strode away.
Evelyn hurried after him. I heard that your car had a flat tire? Are you able to drive home? Perhaps I could arrange a room for you upstairs.
No, that wont be necessary.