He seemed upset.

“Sabrina, Do you know who is that guy?" Tyrone asked in a raspy voice after taking a deep breath.

“I... I don't have a clue... Who could it be?" Sabrina hesitated as she made her inquiry.

Judging from his tone, it seemed to be someone she knew.

This notion had never occurred to her. How could she possibly discern the identity of the puppeteer behind the captor?

Tyrone fell into a thoughtful silence and then, with a heavy heart, he disclosed, "It's Larry..."

Sabrina lapsed into stunned silence.

Gazing at Tyrone in disbelief, she raised a skeptical eyebrow. "You must be mistaken, Tyrone."

How could it be Larry?

Tyrone straightened his posture, locking eyes with Sabrina earnestly.

“Sabrina, it was indeed Larry who surrendered. I personally brought him here.”

Sabrina gazed deeply into Tyrone's eyes for a long time.

Finally, an undeniable certainty washed over her. Tyrone's sincerity was unmistakable.

With her lips slightly parted, Sabrina inquired with a puzzled expression, "Larry? Why Larry?"

How could it be Larry?

She found herself in a tumultuous whirlwind of emotions, as if a bolt of lightning had struck her core.

How could Larry possibly be entangled in the sinister web of the kidnapping case and her father's tragic demise?

Cesar had revealed that it was Larry who had proposed the idea of adopting her after her father's demise rendered her an orphan. Larry had profusely expressed his gratitude to her for saving Cesar's life through her father’s liver donation. Consequently, Sabrina had always held Larry in high regard...

Suddenly, an idea surged through her mind. She recollected Trevor's assertion that the person who sent them abroad after that event had six fingers on his left hand. Coincidently, Larry‘s driver had six fingers.

However, Sabrina had failed to connect the dots before...