Tyrone was taken aback. "Why wasn't I notified about this?"

"You were out of town on business and she requested me not to disturb you."

"Did you call the police? Has the culprit been identified?"

“The police were alerted. The perpetrator is a high school student. He fBo007

The housekeeper hesitated.

"Yes?" Tyrone urged.

"He's a fan of Ms. Clifford."

Despite her infrequent news reading, the housekeeper always made sure to keep up with information related to her employers.

For the past three years, she had been part of this household. Her employers were exceptionally generous and kind-hearted, which made her job thoroughly enjoyable.

Over the past three years, she has witnessed the couple transform from strangers to acquaintances, from an apparent distance to a romantic relationship.

Every time she visited home, she would urge her son to see Tyrone as his inspiration.

But who could have imagined that their marriage would only last three years, and Tyrone would have a mistress like any other affluent man?

Tuesday? Galilea's fan?

Tyrone connected the dots. No wonder Sabrina was a bit agitated that day.

“Why should I shoulder the blame? Why should I endure the insults?"

A complex emotion surged within Tyrone's heart.

He returned upstairs, approached Sabrina's room with a deliberate pace, placed his hand on the doorknob, and slowly opened the door.

From the small gap, he saw Sabrina still peacefully sleeping.

She didn't lock the door for the night.

Tyrone tiptoed to her bedside and observed her small form curled up in the bed. Her hair was strewn messily over the pillow and her petite face was nearly hidden in the blanket.

It was said that this posture was indicative of feeling insecure.

Tyrone's mind drifted back to ten years ago when he returned home and discovered a girl there. The girl gazed at him timidly, addressing him as brother.

He didn't think it was a big deal. His family was affluent enough to provide for another child.

The girl was sweet and courteous. Each time he visited his grandparents, she would greet him politely.

Decade passed in a blink of an eye.