In pursuit of Sabrina’s whereabouts, Bettie immediately embarked on a sweeping survey of her surroundings.

Tyrone, Bettie surmised, was a notorious womanizer.

His flirtatious advances toward Sabrina persisted even as he engaged in a clandestine liaison with Galilea.

How could such a person deserve Sabrina?

The sheer audacity of such a person being deemed worthy of Sabrina’s affection elicited another eye roll from Bettie. Swiftly, she extracted her phone to clandestinely capture a few incriminating snapshots of the ill-fated duo.

However, as soon as Bettie lowered her phone and glanced upward, her gaze collided with the cold, unwavering eyes of Tyrone, who observed her from a distance. Caught off guard, Bettie froze momentarily before hastily averted her gaze, feigning ignorance.

Bettie’s eyes gleamed with anticipation. She hastened toward

Tyrone caught sight of Sabrina. His eyes narrowed, his countenance

was Sabrina doing

to cast

the expanse of the hall, their eyes locked

and a touch of irony dancing within

eyes and advanced two steps toward Bettie, initiating conversation with, “Have you had the pleasure of meeting your

is here, by the way. Have you spotted him? I thought

committed no wrongdoing. Why should I hide? Let’s head over and take a

air of bewilderment, Bettie asked, “I’ve already

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