Tyrone's voice held a trace of impatience as he replied, "I'm afraid I don't have the time for idle chit-chat."

Sierra acted swiftly, blocking his path.

"Please, just hear me out.

The event organizers have requested your presentation, and reporters will be present."

Tyrone's response was curt.

"Contact my secretary regarding this matter."

With that, Tyrone turned away, intent on leaving.

"Hey, Tyrone," Sierra called out, hurrying to intercept him.

Tyrone's eyes flashed with impatience, and he spoke in a low voice.

"Miss Rivera, I believe I've made my stance quite clear..."

"I only wish to offer a word of caution," Sierra insisted, her tone sincere.

"Don't be fooled by Sabrina. She's been cunning and shrewd since she was young, and she always hooked up with boys. Bradley, do you know him? They were quite close in their youth. I saw a news report this morning, and they were spotted together late at night.

Imagine the implications."

Sierra continued, her urgency palpable.

"If you're in doubt, you can verify it yourself. The news broke in the early morning but was quickly removed. They wouldn't be so hasty unless they had something to hide."

Tyrone maintained a stoic expression and inquired, “Are you finished?"

Sierra found herself momentarily at a loss for words.

"Very well, I'll take my leave," Tyrone stated as he walked away.

Sierra's face flushed with frustration as she watched him depart.

She refused to believe that she couldn't win his heart.