“Tyrone, you’d better not be kidding.”

Amid his Laughter, Tyrone abruptly halted, his hand tenderly caressing the wound near the corner of his mouth.

“How could it possibly be?”

Sabrina found herself unable to contain her mirth.

It marked the very first occasion she had witnessed Tyrone in such disarray.

Tyrone lifted his gaze.

she nonchalantly divulged the restaurant’s name as

was determined not to tarnish his

a meaningful glance, Tyrone beckoned Kylan to secure

their arrival at the restaurant’s private chamber, Sabrina meticulously selected a few delectable dishes and

if there is anything

accepted it and skimmed

about some

that. Kindly request the waiter to bring it to our

“You’re fond of mutton?”

“Indeed.”

a penchant for mutton soup. The rich broth, adorned with finely chopped scallions and

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