During their walk, Tyrone was called away to the local branch office.

Sabrina returned to the master bedroom for a nap. By the time she woke, it was already evening.

Turning on her phone, she found a message from Tyrone. “Are you awake?

Let me know when you’re up. I’ll arrange for someone to pick you up for dinner.”

After texting him back, Sabrina changed into appropriate attire for the weather.

A secretary arrived shortly to drive her to dinner.

The villa was conveniently located near the city, so the ride took just thirty minutes.

streets, she gazed at the

York. It was a budding industry and wielded significant influence

Street had previously made waves on

then, Sabrina was a naive 18-year-old girl. Having watched countless dramas, she

25, and three years into her marriage, she

before a

the lively restaurant, where every table was occupied by diners, showcasing its

stepped

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at the aisle’s adjacent table in the third row, donned in a black shirt, matching suit trousers, and minus the jacket

he reclined in his chair,

Sabrina’s presence, his eyes shifted to the door

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