Therefore, it was clear that he was a person of considerable stature, possibly even the enigmatic Tyrone.

Tyrone declined gracefully, his words laced with courtesy.

"No, thanks. I prefer not to connect with strangers on Facebook."

With the doll in tow, he relocated to another seat.

The woman's gaze lingered upon his departing figure, a tinge of anger flickering in her eyes. She glanced at Tyrone and then turned to Marnie.

“Do you happen to have any new merchandise in your establishment?"

Marnie perceived an underlying intent to captivate Tyrone in the woman's demeanor, which did not sit well with her.

"They are located over there. You can peruse them at your leisure.

The woman's expression shifted, her face registering surprise at the unexpected curt tone. Why was the Mathias shop assistant so discourteous?

Were it not for her desire to maintain her image in front of Tyrone, she might have contemplated summoning the manager to voice her displeasure. With a final glance at Tyrone, the woman spun on her heel and departed, leaving a trail of unresolved intrigue in her wake.

Sabrina emerged from the fitting room, swathed in a brand-new, elegant long dress, and meticulously adjusted her collar before the full-length mirror,

Stepping forward with an appreciative smile, Marnie extolled, "Miss Chavez, your figure is truly remarkable. This dress complements you exquisitely."

Sabrina, positioned slightly away from the mirror, scrutinized her reflection before turning gracefully.

"It's quite satisfactory."

Her physique possessed impeccable proportions. In truth, any attire she donned would adorn her flawlessly.

Tyrone approached, casting his discerning gaze upon her mirrored image.

“You radiate sheer beauty in this ensemble. You don't need to take it off. Just wear it."

"Very well. With a fluid motion, she extracted her sweater and short skirt from the fitting room, neatly folding them. She then slipped into her overcoat and proceeded to the counter to settle the bill.

Observing this, Marnie cast an encouraging glance toward Tyrone, gently suggesting, “Why not explore more wardrobe options? Your physique is perfectly suited for a variety of styles

Tyrone maintained his silence.