Arching an eyebrow, Lance couldn't suppress a fleeting smile. Catching Bettie's gaze, he swiftly composed himself and sighed. "Well, I had hoped you still harbored some affection for me."

"Interesting!"

To expedite their day, Sabrina and her companions chose to forgo a return to their hotel at noon, opting instead for a quick outdoor meal before dashing off to their next filming locale.

Following a full day of trekking, Sabrina found herself weary, her feet throbbing with fatigue.

Midday saw Tyrone attempting to carry her on his back, yet it offered little respite.

Upon returning to their hotel, Sabrina reclined on the sofa, reluctant to budge from her spot.

Meanwhile, Bettie headed back to the hotel after her own lunchtime sojourn. Following a restful interlude, she meandered through the city center before returning.

Noticing Sabrina's and Aylin's evident exhaustion, Bettie thoughtfully arranged a takeout meal for all four of them.

As the delivery arrived, Sabrina had already mustered some strength and asked Bettie, "How was your Lunch with Lance today? Did he cross the line?"

Bettie shook her head and responded, “No.”

“But you seem unhappy," Sabrina observed and remarked.

“How could that be? I'm fine." Bettie swiftly denied.

Bettie just felt annoyed. Lance, despite being entangled in a romantic relationship, continued to flirt with her as if their shared history still held significance.

Bah, what a jerk!

How had she ever fallen for such a man in the past?

On the afternoon of the second day, they returned to Mathias. Upon exiting the expressway, Sabrina parted ways with Blayze and the others.

Wayne, for his part, steered the vehicle straight toward the airport.

This morning, Blayze received an urgent call from his father, compelling him to return without delay.

In the blink of an eye, the reason behind his father's summons became crystal clear to Blayze.

An hour later, Blayze found himself boarding a plane bound for Violetholt.