Chapter 1284

"What's up with Mr. Tyrone?" Mia asked in confusion as she approached Helen. It was the first time she'd seen Tyrone lose his temper outside a screen. "He's probably just having a rough day," Helen replied nonchalantly. "Why is he in a bad mood?" Mia pressed further. Exasperated, Helen gently tapped Mia on the forehead. "It's because you're so oblivious!" "Why am I being blamed for this?" Mia rubbed her forehead, looking dejected. Helen shook her head, deciding not to go into details—Mia likely wouldn't understand anyway. Mia sighed, suddenly recalling that she hadn't finished her cake yet. She set aside her thoughts about Tyrone and cheerfully settled back down to enjoy her treat. The cakes Tyrone brought were always exceptional, each one more delicious than the last. She had often dreamed of him delivering cakes again, and today, she finally got to savor one. As soon as Tyrone stepped out of the Advanced Studies Building, he pulled out his phone and called Theo. "Hey Mr. Zot