Sabrina, however, lifted her gaze to meet his, her lips tightly pursed, an unwavering silence her chosen response.

The standoff between them intensified, casting an ominous shadow over the atmosphere.

“What’s going on here?™

A sudden interruption shattered the impasse. A voice, originating from a nearby vicinity, pierced through the tension.

ALL heads swiveled in unison toward the source of the sound.

Kody arched an eyebrow and inquired, “Who might you be?”

spark of recognition. Her

by a sense of

a prolonged, assessing gaze, eventually breaking into a placating

Tyrone Blakely, the esteemed president of the Blakely Group? It is an absolute honor to cross paths with you in this

and unyielding, bore into Kody as he delivered his command, “Get out of here.

countenance of Kody, his initial urge to retort ultimately yielding to restraint. With an air of compliance, he yielded, remarking, “Very well,

the other two men couldn’t help

but not an exact one. He seemed somewhat different from the man

undergone some manipulation. The

identity is inconsequential. Anyway, we got

her gratitude toward the man, “Tyrone, I must thank you for your timely arrival. You’re forgiven for a few minutes.” The man approached,

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