The driver ignited the engine and was set to depart when Tyrone’s phone chimed.

Casting a swift glance at the display, he wavered briefly, then finally took the call. “Yes, Galilea, what seems to be the matter? Understood.

I’LL get there as soon as possible.”

He concluded the call, turning to Sabrina with an apologetic expression. “Regrettably, Sabrina, I can’t accompany you to the police station now. I’ll have the driver take you instead.”

“Fine,” Sabrina responded icily.

Once Galilea’s name had been mentioned, she had anticipated this turn of events.

She had attempted to prevent him from leaving, but instead, she ended up humiliating herself.

his decision, so she resolved not to bother at

his lips. An odd

he unbuckled, swung the door

different car

Tyrone pulled into the parking area, tracked down the office of the psychologist,

tell you her condition is

a stern expression,

of days ago when her state abruptly worsened.

nod came from

likely due to her discovering his

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