Thus, with a mere sidelong glance, all the fault was ascribed to Sabrina by her followers.

Sabrina’s posts were inundated with fresh comments. Fortunately, she’d disabled the private messages.

Yet these remarks failed to perturb her. She skimmed over them nonchalantly and set her phone aside.

Whether showered with admiration or barraged with criticism, she remained indifferent as long as they continued to boost the popularity of MQ Clothing.

The sound of a knock resonated. “Mrs. Blakely, your dinner is served.”

“Okay, I see.”

Emerging from her bath, Sabrina slipped into her loungewear and descended the stairs for her dinner.

Mr. Blakely expected home tonight? Shall we set aside a portion

return. There’s no need to save him

“Understood.”

upstairs while Karen attended to

the

and queried Karen, “Has dinner

off-guard, Karen stammered, “Sir, your arrival wasn’t

hence we didn’t reserve

darkened as he headed straight

had refrained from working late, was engrossed with her

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