"Sounds great."

Pointing at the paper bag resting on the sofa, he remarked, "By the way, I arranged for the acquisition of that new down jacket for you. What are your thoughts? Is it to your liking?"

“You have an impeccable sense of style."

“It was actually my secretary who made the selection."

Sabrina's praise was misdirected. Speechless, Sabrina stood there, at a loss for words.

Delicately, she retrieved the down jacket from the paper bag and unfurled it. It was a crisp, short, white garment.

She gingerly unzipped it, draping it over her form and then checking her reflection before the full-length mirror.

"Your secretary certainly possesses exquisite taste."

Blayze remained silent, rendered wordless by her response. Subsequently, Sabrina shed the down jacket, ventured into the bathroom and attended to her face, dabbing away makeup with a tissue.

The visage that gazed back at her bore no trace of cosmetics. She scrutinized her reflection and found the scar on her face to be less conspicuous than anticipated.

She smoothed her hair and concealed her face with a veil of modesty.

Upon her return from the bathroom, she surveyed the room and spotted her phone resting on the bedside table. She approached it, lifted it and pressed the power button.

Huh? Her phone had run out of battery?

She pressed the power button once more, and the device came to life, revealing that it still possessed half its charge.

With an uncanny sense of her inner thoughts, Blayze chimed in, "I noticed a persistent strean of calls directed your way. Fearing it might rouse you from your slumber, I took the liberty of silencing your phone. I hope you did not miss anything important."

“Thanks ." The call records were shown instantly.

Sabrina meticulously perused the extensive roster of incoming calls, each one bearing Tyrone's name.

Evidently, he had grown increasingly anxious since he was unable to establish contact with her.

Should she return his calls?

While Sabrina wrestled with this dilemma, Blayze concluded his laptop activities and gracefully stood.