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.

she gazed at the

in New York. It was a budding

Wall Street had previously made waves

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

and three years into her marriage,

halted before a

lead, Sabrina entered the lively restaurant, where every table was occupied by diners,

as she stepped in,

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the third row, donned in a black shirt, matching suit trousers, and minus the jacket that

he

shifted to the door and locked

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