“Tyrone, Sabrina wants to speak with you."

"I'm busy cooking and can't take the call. What's her message?"

Tyrone's voice was muffled.

"I tried asking her earlier, but she remained silent."

Tyrone seemed to move closer to the phone, inquiring, “What's going on, Sabrina?"

"Tyrone, where's my phone?"

"It's with me."

“Why did you take my phone?"

"I accidentally left my phone at the club. I borrowed yours to get in touch with the club's staff so they could return it. I rushed out and ended up taking your phone."

Galilea Lowered her head. So Sabrina didn't see the trending news.

Did Tyrone take her phone by accident, or did he intentionally take it to keep her from seeing something?

Only then did Sabrina understand that it was Tyrone's phone that was left behind. "Can you arrange for someone to bring my phone back?"

Tyrone denied, "I'm afraid that's not possible."

"Where are you currently? I'LL send someone to collect it."

"I'm at Galilea's, but we have plans to step out."

“Leave my phone at your doorstep."

"It'll be stolen."

"Can you entrust it to the security personnel, then?"

"No, the guards are off duty today."

Sabrina was left dumbstruck. "Seriously?" she queried skeptically.

"Absolutely. Why would I make that up?"

"Alright. When will you come back?"

"I can't be sure. It depends."

What?

Sabrina inhaled deeply and ended the call.