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?”

paused, seemingly unsure. “We didn’t

shoot? Why

ago, he had noticed Sabrina’s office door bolted shut indicating

on site for commercial

at the studio today, why was

us about an emergency and cancelled today’s shoot. She left immediately.

no shoot, feel

observed Sabrina’s commitment

wouldn’t call off a shoot

blame Sabrina, Galilea sneered inwardly and said softly, “I figured something must’ve come up. Actually, Tyrone, I have a favor to

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