Seated beside Sabrina, Jennie animatedly recounted her observations at the two kindergartens while gesturing with enthusiasm.

Sabrina lent an attentive ear.

Tyrone's gaze fixed upon Sabrina with a complex blend of emotions as he scrutinized her from top to bottom,

Until now, she had only occasionally met his eyes

Sabrina turned to Jennie and remarked, "Once you're enrolled in the school, if you ever miss me, give me a call and I‘11 pick you up in the evenings, alright?"

Jennie clung to Sabrina's arm and cast a fleeting glance at Tyrone. “Can't I stay with Sabrina?"

"Ouch..." Jennie had inadvertently pressed against Sabrina's arm injury. Sabrina winced and took a deep breath.

Concerned, Jennie immediately released her grip and inquired, "Sabrina, what happened to your arm?"

“It's nothing serious. Just a bruise."

Tyrone couldn't help but emit a bitter Laugh.

Thankfully, the last wire had snapped when she touched down. Had the last wire broken earlier, she might have plunged from the heights. Yet, she merely claimed to have incurred a “bruise.”

His laughter bore a subtle tinge of derision. Sabrina arched an elegant eyebrow, fixing her gaze upon him. "What amuses you so?"

“Why do you think? Do you think Galilea will help you if you tolerate her?"

He laughed at her apparent foolishness.

Deep down, she knew he'd come to her aid at her beck and call. However, she staunchly refused.

She remained resolute in her decision to serve as Galilea's assistant and shoulder the hardships. What kind of a simpleton was she?

Yet, he admired her, this unwavering simpleton

“Not necessarily.”

“But I have to give it a try, or there is no other way."

Furthermore, being around Galilea, Sabrina would leave no stone unturned to dig out dirt on Galilea.