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?”

unsure. “We didn’t have a

Why so?”

bolted shut indicating she was out, probably at a location

on site for commercial

she was at the studio today, why was

informed us about an emergency and cancelled today’s

there’s no shoot, feel free to

had observed Sabrina’s commitment over the past three

off a shoot unless circumstances

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

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