She now had an answer. He had supported her for three years, given her twenty million, and two villas.

She had more than enough to live comfortably for the rest of her life.

Tyrone chose silence.

The room fell quiet.

Adjusting his collar, Tyrone took a seat on the couch. "I'm sorry. Were you hurt apart from falling into the water last night?

"No." Sabrina shook her head.

"I just wanted to tell you, Galilea suddenly fell ill yesterday..."

Tyrone explained subconsciously

He paused, choosing not to continue further.

At the mention of this, Sabrina remembered seeing medical reports at home.

Had Galilea contracted some illness?

She couldn't recall any visible signs of ill health in Galilea's online posts.

Tyrone said to her, “Let's go. I'll accompany you to the police station."

"No, I can handle it myself."

"I'm accompanying you anyway," Tyrone insisted.

The two of them exited the office one after the other and headed to the elevator.

When Evelyn exited her office for a restroom break, she glimpsed the two of them departing together. A momentary pang of jealousy darted through her face.

Since the emergency the last time, Sabrina had managed to mend her relationship with Tyrone. Nonetheless, each time she ventured into his office for task updates, he exhibited a chilly and remote demeanor.

Sabrina was more formidable than she had given her credit for!

After mulling it over, Evelyn composed a quick text to Galilea.

Next, they made their way to the underground parking lot, joining Tyrone in his vehicle.

The driver ignited the engine and was set to depart when Tyrone's phone chimed.

Casting a swift glance at the display, he wavered briefly, then finally took the call. "Yes, Galilea, what seems to be the matter? Understood.

I'LL get there as soon as possible."

He concluded the call, turning to Sabrina with an apologetic expression. "Regrettably, Sabrina, I can't accompany you to the police station now. I'll have the driver take you instead."