After changing her shoes for her, Tyrone stood up, declaring, "We should get going.”

"This is my first time here. If there are any rules, please guide me,”

Sabrina said as she intertwined her arm with Tyrone's.

“Of course. The charity party will host a jewelry auction. If anything catches your eye, let me know."

"WiLL do."

Arriving at the party venue, the couple descended the red carpet hand in hand.

"Ah, Mr. Blakely, welcome. It's a pleasant surprise to see you here.”

"Mr. Blakely!"

“Mr. Blakely..."

A group of well-dressed men, flanked by their partners, gathered around Tyrone and Sabrina.

Tyrone exchanged a few words with them.

A curious man pointed at Sabrina and asked, "Mr. Blakely, who might this be?"

"My sister, Sabrina Chavez."

Sabrina greeted them warmly.

"Miss Chavez! Your reputation precedes you. It's a pleasure to finally meet."

"Miss Chavez, you should grace these events more often."

After a round of small talk, Tyrone leaned in and whispered to Sabrina, "A few friends are waiting for me over there. I need to greet them

There's a buffet. You can relax there if you feel out of place. I'll come fetch you when the auction starts.”

"Okay."

Sabrina meandered to the dessert counter, chose a sweet treat and a glass of drink, and took a seat in the lounge area. She studied the party attendees while savoring her dessert.

The guests were all elite socialites, wealthy and famous.

This was Sabrina's first time at such an event.

She understood that she wasn't the a real member of the Blakely family, and she hadn't been raised in their world. Although high society was polite to her outwardly, they might not have truly accepted her

Like Tyrone's friends, apart from Rolf, she felt a distance from them.

Unlike Galilea, she couldn't engage in casual banter with them.