While her connection with Blayze did play a part in her circumstances, their assumptions hinted at something different.

Most people believed her influence stemmed from her ties with the Blakely family and Tyrone.

She had divorced Tyrone, but it would be a challenge to sever their connections completely.

Despite her declaration that she didn't want Tyrone's assistance, she had unconsciously come to rely on it.

Intrigued, the bespectacled man inquired with hushed curiosity, “Which judge is it?"

“Keep it to yourself if I tell you," the middle-aged man replied in a low voice.

Soon, the middle-aged man cautioned, "Those people are not to be underestimated."

The bespectacled man swiftly assured him, “Rest assured, we won't breathe a word of it to anyone."

Looking around to ensure no one was eavesdropping, the middle-aged man leaned in and whispered, "It's Blayze."

“What? Are you sure?" the young photographer exclaimed in surprise.

"I've always thought he's a good person. Is he really like that?"

Sabrina lowered her head and ceased typing, deep in thought.

Blayze being connected with Addion caught her off guard.

She couldn't quite believe it.

Over their long acquaintance, she'd come to believe that Blayze wasn't the sort to condone his family members mistreating the vulnerable.

Furthermore, when she'd handed over evidence to Blayze, he'd appeared unaware of the situation.

The middle-aged man remarked, "Rich people are all like that."

“I did some digging just now, and it's possible that Addion is his cousin. What's more, it seems Addion likes Blayze," the bespectacled man said with a knowing smile.

The young photographer shook his head.

"Really? How could she have feelings for her own cousin?"