Tyrone glanced at Sabrina, then turned to Galilea. He said indifferently, "My grandfather tasked me with looking after her."

The answer seemed flawless indeed. Considering that Sabrina joined the Blakely family when Tyrone was already twenty years old, they hadn't grown up together. How could they have sibling affection?

Sabrina's heart broke.

She was unsure if his words were to maintain distance from her in Galilea's presence or if they were his genuine feelings.

Or perhaps, a combination of both.

Even after three years of marriage, she had failed to ignite any affection within him.

ALL he had done for her in these years had been for his grandfather's sake.

With a forced smile, Sabrina responded, "Mr. Blakely and I are merely colleagues. Julia, your curiosity about me seems quite piqued."

Julia grinned widely. "We're about to become colleagues. I was merely interested in getting to know you better. My apologies if you found it offensive."

The dinner stretched over two hours. Once concluded, it was nearing the end of the workday.

Sabrina sent the others home first, retreating to her office to complete her work.

By eight in the evening, she switched off her office Lights and left.

The entire floor was tranquil, except for the illuminated CEO's office.

After a moment's hesitation, Sabrina made her way to the CEO's office and knocked Lightly.

Upon hearing Tyrone's acknowledgment, she pushed the door open and asked him, "Tyrone, do you have any plans for this evening?"

"I don't have any plans for this evening." Tyrone reclined on his chair, massaging the bridge of his nose. He powered off his computer and rose to his feet. "Let's go."

Arriving home, they found that the servants had already arranged dinner.

Once they had eaten, Tyrone secluded himself in his study for more work.

Sabrina sat in the living room, flipping through TV channels

Eventually, she got up, poured herself a glass of water, retrieved her medicine from the cupboard, and swallowed it down.

"You're taking medicine? What's the matter? Don't you feel well?"

Tyrone's query echoed from behind her

A shock passed through Sabrina's heart. She turned around, meeting his gaze with a composed demeanor. “Just a bit of a stomach ache."

Striding over to get a glass of water himself, Tyrone asked, "Have you seen a doctor about it?"

He remembered her excuse earlier that day and found no reason to suspect anything.