Observing the pained expression etched across Sabrina’s visage, Galilea reveled in an overwhelming sense of contentment.

How was it that Sabrina seemed to effortlessly secure her desires under Tyrone’s protective wing, while she, in her quest for a foothold within the elite circle, had to sacrifice her dignity to appease a cabal of elderly gentlemen?

Why did Tyrone readily accept Sabrina, unwavering even in the knowledge that Sabrina had given birth to a baby abroad?

Given Tyrone’s acceptance of that, Galilea pondered whether he would similarly embrace this.

Sabrina had naively believed that, by heeding her wishes, she would testify against the kidnappers. How stupid Sabrina had been!

a series of close-up shots, once the director had called “cut,” Sabrina swiftly turned on

to come to my residence early tomorrow. Awaken me a half-hour before the commencement

glance Galilea’s way. “Don’t you require

“Yes.”

room to change, shedding the wig, meticulously attending to her appearance, and then walking

his shoulders and back ached with discomfort and exhaustion

chair’s backrest, he massaged his forehead, gently closing his

and his narrowed gaze Locked

his phone was an image of a man intimately embracing

was engulfed by a tempest of rage and envy. His gaze fixated on the man in

news from the sender that Sabrina was currently engrossed in filming, occupying the role of

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