Chapter: 12
A hint of jealousy flickered in Evelyn's eyes as she remarked, "What a shame. With Galilea's return, Mr. Blakely barely spares you a glance

If your short-lived father could see you now.

Slap!

The office fell silent.

The employees exchanged wide-eyed looks.

Evelyn, hand to her cheek, stared in shock at Sabrina. "Sabrina! You struck me! Your father reaped what he sowed with a shameless daughter Like you..."

"If you can't respect others, I'll show you how it's done," Sabrina retorted frostily.

She raised her hand once more, but the impending slap didn't land.

Someone seized her wrist.

Sabrina turned, trying to free herself. She froze upon recognizing the face. "Mr. Blakely."

Tyrone surveyed Evelyn with an icy stare, then turned to look at the other woman. "You both have too much time on your hands. Directors squabbling in full view of the staff? Is this the example you set? What do you take this company for?"

The employees averted their gazes, unable to help but steal furtive glances at the two of them.

Evelyn stood her ground, her tone brimming with assurance. "I was simply executing my duties when Sabrina came charging in, causing a scene. She even struck me unprovoked. How can such a person deserve to be the brand director?"

Tyrone's gaze shifted to Sabrina. "Apologize," he commanded.

Taking a deep breath, Sabrina balled her hands into tight fists. "Once she offers me an apology, I'll be glad to reciprocate!"

Although she recognized her error in slapping someone in a professional setting, she harbored no remorse.

Sabrina was ready to face the consequences, but only if Evelyn admitted her fault first.

Appearing wronged, Evelyn turned to Tyrone. "Mr. Blakely, I fail to see where I went wrong."

Before Sabrina could protest, Tyrone interjected firmly, "Apologiz:

His voice echoed with finality.

Incredulously, Sabrina looked up at his cold face, her eyes filled with unshed tears.

He hadn't even bothered to listen to her side of the story.

Tyrone's Adam's apple moved slightly as he reiterated, "Apologize. I won't repeat myself."

Her fingernails dug into her palms as Sabrina struggled to suppress her shaking. Reluctantly, she faced Evelyn, managing to choke out, “I'm sorry."

Evelyn's complacent smile was her response. “Apology accepted. Don't let this happen again."
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