In subsequent attempts, Tyrone endeavored to reach two more secretaries, but none of them answered.

He turned to Sabrina with a somewhat awkward expression.

“Perhaps they are presently occupied."

Was it merely a coincidence?

Sabrina assumed control of the phone and scrutinized the call log.

Indeed, no one had answered. Moreover, Tyrone had deftly deleted the call record with Kylan when he sought out other secretaries.

Taking the first call to some other secretary, Sabrina inquired, “Did you try contacting Kylan?"

"I'm uncertain if he's completed his tasks for the day. Let me make the call," Tyrone said.

Tyrone dialed Kylan's number once more.

After what seemed like an extended period, the call went unanswered yet again, prompting Tyrone to terminate the call.

Tyrone exhibited the phone's screen to Sabrina.

"Very well." She furrowed her brow and continued, "Please have a seat for now. I want to read the script. Do not disrupt me. You can attempt calling them later."

“Read the script?" Tyrone arched an eyebrow and directed his gaze to the script cradled in her hand.

“Are you planning to step onto the stage?"

Sabrina nodded affirmatively.

"Indeed, I am."

His curiosity piqued, Tyrone inquired, "What kind of script is this?"

"It's the one I read last time. It was Galilea's role. However, she's unavailable for the shoot now and they've struggled to find a suitable replacement. Consequently, the director requested me to step in."

A shadow crossed Tyrone's countenance upon hearing this news.

If memory served him right, this particular role was that of a seductress, donning attire of rather revealing nature.