"It's my first time singing on stage. How was it?"

"It was okay," Sabrina said casually, sipping her cocktail.

"But, I heard the people around me criticizing the new singer. They were saying he wasn't that great at singing."

"Is that so?" Tyrone raised an eyebrow.

"Yes," Sabrina affirmed, her expression serious.

From a table nearby, a person remarked, "He doesn't appear to be one of the singers here.”

“He has a girlfriend, and I'm a woman of principles. I wouldn't go out with a guy that already has someone."

"Maybe she's his sister. Why don't you go and ask them?"

"I'm not going over there. What if they are a couple? I'll get embarrassed and look like a fool."

Sabrina was speechless.

Pretending not to hear the gossip, Sabrina casually smoothed her hair as if nothing had happened.

Tyrone grinned mischievously, choosing not to make an issue out of the situation.

A slight annoyance flared within Sabrina. Her initial plan was to embarrass Tyrone, but it had backfired. She didn't expect that he would attract so many people.

Setting her glass down, she stood up.

"I need to go to the restroom.”

"Okay."

Walking through the booth area, Sabrina noticed a familiar figure ahead of her. The woman was dressed in a waitress uniform, carrying a tray of alcoholic beverages.

When Sabrina was about to say hello to her, a girl suddenly came out from the side and bumped into the waitress.

The glasses shattered with a loud crash, spilling their contents onto the floor and drenching their clothes in a sticky mess.

The girl quickly took a few steps back, standing wide-eyed with her mouth agape in shock as she looked down at the now-soiled expensive outfit that her aunt had gifted her.