In a corner he overlooked, she grew up silently.

Noticing that Sabrina was on the verge of waking up, Tyrone quietly exited the room, taking slow steps.

Sabrina rose at eight o'clock, had breakfast, tidied herself up, and applied her makeup. She departed around nine o'clock and reached Goldfair Square at the same time.

Bettie was seated in a coffee shop, waving to her through the glass.

After Sabrina had entered the shop, Bettie slid another cup of coffee in front of her. "Here you go. I just ordered it for you. It's freshly brewed and still warm."

“Thank you." Sabrina settled on the stool and sipped it leisurely.

"Do we head to the third floor or the fourth floor first?"

Both the third and fourth floors were designated for clothing.

“Let's hit the third floor first. Why didn't you ask Aylin out?"

Sabrina queried.

Bettie couldn't help but laugh, stating, "Oh, you wouldn't believe it!

She's swamped with work these days. Handling more than one project simultaneously. I heard her rant about Galilea and her team. It's a never-ending list of requirements, even went to the extent of requesting Aylin to tweak Galilea's earlobes. Ever heard such a thing? They fancied rounder earlobes for Galilea. Aylin's been pushed to her Limit."

Sabrina couldn't contain her Laughter.

“Hold your laughter, I'm not joking! Poor Aylin. On a side note, Galilea's breasts are really small."

Bettie looked at Sabrina's chest. "Quite unlike you."

What was she implying?

Sabrina blushed. "Knock it off!"

“Serious talk though. Sabrina, what's your secret? How'd you get them so big?"

"There's nothing for me to tell." Sabrina averted her gaze.

It was true that her breasts weren't as big before she got married, but they grew bigger after she got married.

With the coffee finished, the two left the shop, hand in hand, and took the escalator to the third floor.

The sales assistant studied them from head to toe before greeting them with a wide grin, eager to introduce them to the hottest selling garments.

Both Sabrina and Bettie chose a couple of outfits to try on in the fitting room.

“Wow, Sabrina. You've got an eye for style! You wear it so well," Bettie said exaggeratedly.

The sales assistant joined in with praises too.