Chapter: 33

Sabrina was no pushover. The only person capable of influencing her was Tyrone, her beloved.

The meeting was over.

Posture slumped, Tyrone propped himself against the chair’s backrest while massaging his brows.

Suddenly, his cellphone buzzed.

He picked up the phone, gave the display a fleeting glance, and greeted, “Hello.”

“Tyrone, are you at the office? I’m heading your way.”

calendar, Tyrone inquired, “You’ve wrapped up the shoot

seemingly unsure. “We

shoot? Why so?”

shut indicating she

on site

at the studio today, why was

and

emergency. If there’s no shoot, feel free to swing

commitment over

wouldn’t call off a shoot unless circumstances were

“I figured something must’ve come up. Actually, Tyrone, I have a favor to ask

“What is it?”

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