Jennie was quick to respond, her joyful trot bridging the distance as she inquired, “What brings you here?"

“I've got matters to attend to in this place and come to see you,”

Tyrone replied, his gaze subtly shifting toward Sabrina.

He adopted a tone that bore both concern and reproach as he continued, “Your wound on your head hasn't fully recovered yet. Your ankle healed just yesterday, and the doctor recommended more rest. Yet, here you are, taking photos. You ought to take care of yourself."

Sabrina suspected that Tyrone's motives were solely driven by her presence but she chose not to unveil his deception.

Instead, she responded composedly, "I'm perfectly fine. Please carry on with your business. We're here to capture some photographs.”

Turning her attention to Blayze, she remarked, “Let's proceed. Our guide should be here by now."

As Sabrina exhibited her cold demeanor toward Tyrone, a subtle smile graced Blayze's countenance as he assented, "Certainly."

Before Sabrina could complete her query to Jennie about her companions today, Tyrone interjected, "Where are you headed? It's my first visit to Orden, and I find myself unoccupied now. Care if I tag along?"

Sabrina fixed her gaze upon him.

Undeterred by her scrutiny, Tyrone maintained his stance and added,

“And should you grow weary, I'll gladly offer to carry you.”

Casting a sidelong glance at Tyrone, Blayze remarked, "I had presumed that a CEO's schedule would be packed. It's surprising to see you interested in such an activity and even make time for it."

“Blayze, you're more of an expert on managing your time than me. I mean, look at you, you can manage to be a photographer while overseeing the Fowler family," Tyrone stated calmly.

Sabrina playfully pinched Tyrone's waist, flashing a smile in Blayze's direction. "Time isn‘t on our side. Let's proceed."

Without further ado, Blayze pivoted and departed the hall.

Wayne briefly assessed Tyrone and Sabrina before trailing after Blayze.

Bettie threw a sideways glance at Tyrone and proceeded forward, arm in arm with Aylin. She whispered, “I thought it was annoying enough to see Lance. It seems that Tyrone is as annoying as Lance is."

With everyone gone, Sabrina fixed Tyrone with an icy stare and inquired, "Aren't you joining us? Why are you still here?"

Tyrone effortlessly hoisted Jennie's schoolbag and carried Jennie with a single arm, trailing Sabrina with a hint of remorse in his gaze. "I assumed you'd prefer my absence."