Shirley felt that Sabrina was pitiful. Sabrina's ex-husband had destroyed her relationship, and Sabrina thought that Shirley was the victim.

Shirley might have been raped, but she received considerable benefits.

In addition to fulfilling the financial part of the contract, Tyrone had also arranged for her father's ward and found a kidney donor. It was a pleasant surprise.

So Shirley had nothing to be sad about.

“Okay.”

Sabrina returned to her apartment.

As the evening wore on, Sabrina’s phone buzzed with a message from Tyrone. He said that he was going to stop by and bring Jennie.

Moments Later, the doorbell rang.

Sabrina hurried to answer it, expecting to see Tyrone's familiar face.

But when she swung open the door, there was no one there.

She looked around in confusion. When she was about to close the door, she saw a piece of paper on the ground.

Her hands shaking, she picked it up and unfolded it.

What she saw made her blood run cold: a grotesque grimace with a blood-red mark stared back at her from the page, sending shivers down her spine.

The markings were the same as the death threat sent to Darren.

Sabrina's breath caught in her throat, her heart racing. She clenched her fist and scanned her surroundings warily.

There was only one apartment on this floor. Outside the door was the elevator, next to which was the fire exit.

The silence was profound, broken only by the distant hum of the elevator in motion.

Yet Sabrina was sure she could hear breathing from beyond the fire exit door-the person who had left the ominous message might be hiding there, observing her every move.

Sabrina swiftly turned and went back inside, bolting the door shut.

She leaned against it, inhaling deeply to allow her body to relax slightly.