Sabrina was no pushover. The only person capable of influencing her was Tyrone, her beloved.

The meeting was over.

Posture slumped, Tyrone propped himself against the chair’s backrest while massaging his brows.

Suddenly, his cellphone buzzed.

He picked up the phone, gave the display a fleeting glance, and greeted, “Hello.”

“Tyrone, are you at the office? I’m heading your way.”

Glancing at his desktop calendar, Tyrone inquired, “You’ve wrapped up the shoot so early?”

seemingly unsure. “We didn’t

shoot? Why so?”

office door bolted shut

was always on site

at the studio today, why was

to the studio, Sabrina abruptly informed us about an emergency and cancelled today’s shoot. She left immediately. We’re in the dark about

there’s no shoot, feel free to

commitment

wouldn’t call off a shoot

said softly, “I figured something must’ve come up. Actually, Tyrone, I have a favor

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