“If I break my word, you can take me to the police by force," Galilea said, lifting her chin.

Biting her lip, Sabrina Lowered her eyes and contemplated for a moment.

"Alright, I'll be your assistant for a month. But I'll need a few days to sort out my current commitments."

It was only a month. She could put up with it.

Galilea grinned slyly. “You've got three days to get everything in order. I expect to see you at my company in three days."

"Okay."

“By the way, I noticed you limping when you came in. What happened?"

Galilea asked mockingly.

Sabrina pursed her lips and said in a subdued tone, “I fell by accident."

"Well, do be more careful."

With that, Galilea got up. Her high heels clicked on the floor as she left.

Sabrina was now alone in the room.

She breathed a long sigh of relief, finally able to relax for a moment.

Exhausted and broken, she leaned back on the sofa, closing her eyes, and giving herself a moment to recuperate.

After a moment's rest, Sabrina called the waiter, requesting assistance to descend the stairs. She copied the surveillance footage from the stairwell and called the hospital.

When she took a few steps out of the room, she heard a familiar voice call out, "Sabrina?"

Without turning, Sabrina recognized it was Tyrone.

What a coincidence.

“What happened? Is your foot hurt?" Without waiting for an answer, Tyrone took over from the waiter and supported Sabrina in his arms.

Observing her face, he furrowed his brows. "What has happened to your face?"