Sabrina just stared, lost for words.

It was as if he hadn’t even registered her earlier questions.

“Why did you do that to me? And where are my clothes?” Her gaze was icy as it fixed on him.

However, Tyrone kept avoiding her questions. “Karen prepared breakfast.

I’ll get it for you. You were running a temperature last night. How do you feel now? Do you feel uncomfortable?”

“I need my clothes. I’d like to head downstairs and eat on my own.”

stay put. Your meal’s coming

began to Leave

was almost

in the quilt, she crawled out of the bed and opened the

one garment in

eyes widened in

attempted to open the door only to

quick scan of the room revealed no gadgets

she sank onto the bed, pounding it in

dawned on her; Tyrone intended to lock

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