She knew she wouldn’t turn him down if he wished to be intimate that night.

Suddenly, Tyrone’s phone on the table chimed.

Sabrina picked up the phone and Galilea’s name flashed on the screen.

Sabrina’s breath hitched.

She recalled the day when Galilea claimed she had Tyrone wrapped around her finger, ready to heed her every call.

Dismissing the ringing phone, Sabrina placed it down.

However, in no time, it rang once more. Again, Sabrina chose to dismiss it.

Galilea might persistently keep

call history, switched off Tyrone’s phone and

Sabrina, resuming his meal, blissfully unaware of any

untouched food. “Done already? Do

waiter, Sabrina scanned the menu and

accepted the

warning, the door swung

to see the waiter, but instead were met with

you here? Care for a

stormed up, seething with rage. “While you’re here enjoying yourself, do you have any idea

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