Tyrone eased his grip, burying his face in the crook of Sabrina's neck. In a husky voice, he confessed, “Sabrina... I love you. I love you deeply." “Tyrone, what's wrong with you today?" Sabrina inquired.

"Could you... Not give up on me?"

His voice trembled.

“Give up on you? When have I ever given up on you?"

After discovering the truth earlier that day, Sabrina couldn't help but hold Tyrone partly responsible.

However, she also recognized that Tyrone had played a crucial role in convincing Larry to confess.

Larry was someone she had revered. More importantly, he had grown up with Tyrone.

She couldn't help but harbor some resentment toward Tyrone but she was resolved not to let this incident alter her attitude toward Tyrone in the future.

“Then, can you cease your association with Blayze?" Tyrone's tone carried a glimmer of hope.

If she consented, he would pretend that today's events had never transpired.

In astonishment, Sabrina responded, “That's impossible. Tyrone, please don't make something out of nothing."

Despite Larry having turned himself in, Blayze had helped her apprehend Hobson and he was her photography teacher, so how could she possibly cut ties with him?

A trace of sorrow flickered in Tyrone's eyes.

Sure enough, Sabrina did not concur...

She dismissed his concerns as unwarranted.

“Anything else? If not, I'll take my leave."

Releasing herself from his embrace, Sabrina pressed the up button and entered the waiting elevator.

Tyrone remained still, closing his eyes, and remaining utterly motionless. Stepping out of the elevator, Sabrina swiftly entered the security code, unlocking the door to her apartment.

The living room lay in darkness.

After slipping on her slippers, she settled on the sofa, only to discover a Facebook message from Bettie when her phone was powered off. Bettie had informed her of an impending business trip and her departure this afternoon.