Perhaps Larry had harbored resentment from the start.
You shouldnt overthink things. Even if Im not CEO of Blakely Group, I can still comfortably provide for our child.
Tyrone had amassed a substantial wealth and reputation during his tenure as CEO.
Are you truly prepared to concede the CEO position to Larry? This is not mere conjecture. Larry may well have orchestrated this. Im aware youve always felt sorry for him, always put up with him. But your appointment as CEO was Grandpas decision. You shouldnt feel obligated to step down.
Tyrone gently patted her shoulder, reassuring, Dont worry. I know what Im doing. In this game of interests, there are no permanent enemies, only everlasting interests. Those directors only care about their gains, and if those get disrupted, theyll get restless. They1L back whoever can bring them benefits. Being CEO of Blakely Group isnt for everyone.
Sabrina shot him a look. But what if Larry succeeds in running Blakely Group?
Then I will concede defeat.
Tyrones unmistakable grit assured Sabrina he was not backing down without a fight.
Tyrone placed a hand on her stomach, whispering, Any signs of baby movements yet?
She shook her head. Not yet.
We should have a check-up tomorrow, Tyrone suggested.
He recalled something he read in a book. It mentioned that during the seventeenth week of pregnancy, those who experienced fetal movement had a miscarriage rate of only 3, while those without fetal movement faced a high rate of 98. Even if there was a threatened miscarriage, having fetal movement increased the chances of the baby safely surviving by 90.
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Sabrina had reached the eighteen-week mark of her pregnancy, yet there was still no sign of fetal movement.
The last doctors visit had hinted at a risky pregnancy, so it was crucial to confirm the babys well-being.
It was probably best for her to have a checkup.
After all, it was their first child.
Alright, Sabrina agreed.
Just then, Tyrones phone rang.
Glancing at the caller ID, he saw it was his grandmother.
A sudden uneasy feeling washed over him as he said to Sabrina, I need to take this call.
Okay.
Stepping out of the master bedroom and onto the terrace, he greeted,
Hello, Grandma.
Tyrone, rush to the hospital. Your grandfather is in critical condition.