"Okay."

Sabrina held Jennie's hand, and they left the hospital.

Tyrone spotted them leaving the building and strode over, accompanied by several bodyguards.

With a solemn expression, he examined them both from head to toe.

“Are you both alright, Sabrina?"

"We're fine."

Jennie, feeling wronged, extended her arms toward Tyrone, pouting.

“Tyrone, you're finally here."

Noticing the band-aids on Jennie's palms, Tyrone picked her up and comforted her.

“I'm sorry, Jennie. It's my fault. I was too late."

Jennie put her arms around Tyrone's neck and rested her head on his shoulder.

“You're here now."

"Don't be afraid." Tyrone patted her shoulder gently. He then turned to Sabrina.

"What did she say to you?"

Sabrina glanced at him.

"Nothing. She asked me to apologize to them."

"Do you feel wronged?"

Sabrina raised an eyebrow.

"What do you mean?"

"I can help you take revenge now."