"That's not your concern," Sabrina shot back.

The woman shifted her attention to Jennie and queried, "Is she your daughter?"

Sabrina instinctively shielded Jennie behind her.

“Enough with the chatter. Why have you brought us here?"

The woman narrowed her eyes at her and demanded, “Apologize to him!"

Sabrina's resolve remained firm as she glanced at the boy on the bed.

"I will apologize to him after he apologizes to my girl."

If it weren't for the thugs forcing her, Sabrina wouldn't have even considered coming to the hospital to apologize.

A sinister smile crept across the woman's face.

"It seems you don't grasp your predicament," she said, waving her hand.

Out of nowhere, a man emerged from behind. He lifted Jennie like she was a doll and squeezed her neck.

Jennie's eyes widened with fear, her face reddening, on the brink of tears.

Sabrina was horrified.

"Let her go!" she cried out. Her face darkened at the sight of Jennie being hurt.

"If you apologize to us, I will release your daughter. Otherwise, it's difficult to predict my actions. While my son lies on the hospital bed, your daughter is merrily bouncing around..."

A tense silence filled the hospital room. Sabrina's heart raced as she weighed her options.

“Aren't you afraid that Tyrone will find out about this?"

The woman, unfazed, responded with a hint of arrogance, "If he wants to do something about it, let him try!" She seemed to have no fear of the Blakely family's influence in Mathias.

A cold smile played on her lips.

"So, have you made up your mind about what you're going to do?"