Sabrina brushed off the question with nonchalance, stating, "That's not your concern.”

“Allow me to pose another question, then. On that fateful day at the restaurant, when Galilea shoved you down the staircase and caused you harm, why did you keep it from me?"

While en route from Orden, Kylan had relayed the unsettling news to Tyrone.

Sabrina arched an eyebrow. "Why should I have informed you? You seemed quite taken with her. Despite her alleged involvement in Cesar's demise, you chose to forgive her. My injury was minor."

Tyrone pursed his lips, his sigh a gesture of resigned helplessness.

"You've misconstrued my sentiments. I didn't harbor any affection for her. Why did you endure her mistreatment?"

Sabrina remained silent, her gaze fixated on the passing streetlights beyond the window.

Of course she didn't want to, but she had no choice.

Tyrone surmised that perhaps it was the unresolved case that compelled Sabrina to endure Galilea.

Ever since Sabrina's grandfather's demise, Galilea had occupied a place of resentment in Sabrina's heart. In Sabrina's relentless pursuit of justice for her father, Sabrina had found herself willing to endure being slapped by Galilea and being pushed down the stairs. Tyrone's heart ached, bearing the weight of her self-imposed isolation. She chose to suffer in silence rather than seek his aid.

“Sabrina, of Late, it seems you've been keeping something from me. Are you delving into the kidnapping incident from that year? And if so, why?" Tyrone inquired, his tone purposefully measured.

Before Sabrina could formulate a response, a stirring in Jennie signaled her imminent awakening.

Gently, Sabrina caressed Jennie‘s tiny form, coaxing her back into slumber.

Jennie succumbed to sleep once more, Sabrina's hands remaining in motion until they reached the Starriver Bay villa.

Tyrone refrained from further questioning, focusing his attention on navigating the car along the winding road.

As the vehicle came to a halt at the villa's entrance, Sabrina discerned Tyrone's unspoken intention. She offered, “Hand me the car key and I'll make my own way home."

Tyrone didn't say anything, exiting the car to carry Jennie upstairs and retrieve the car key.

Several minutes later, he returned to the car, igniting the engine to transport Sabrina back.

“Can you provide an explanation now? Why have you embarked on this investigation into the kidnapping case?" Tyrone inquired once more.

Sabrina, visibly exasperated, rubbed her forehead. "It has no bearing on you whatsoever."