“My phone is on the verge of dying, and I don’t have the time to contact other secretaries. Please, Sabrina, help me.”

Furrowing her brow, Sabrina hesitated briefly before reluctantly conceding, “Alright. Please wait for a moment. I’ll be there shortly.”

It was undeniably inconvenient.

Setting her work aside, Sabrina donned her coat and prepared to Leave.

“Sabrina, it’s quite late. Where are you off to?” Bettie suddenly inquired from her spot on the living room sofa.

Sabrina paused, her lips curling wryly.

“There’s a nighttime shoot…”

cast her a knowing look and

Bettie

“It depends.”

“Alright.”

Sabrina adorned her Bluetooth headset and dialed

almost there. Should I park in the underground garage or wait for

the car

though somewhat perplexed,

call, she couldn’t help but wonder how Tyrone’s phone

the designated spot and lowered her window for

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