“Why? As the Blakely family's adopted daughter, didn't you already know Tyrone's personality from the start?" Brady pressed.

“If you two weren't compatible, why did you marry him?"

Blayze suddenly interjected, "What's with all the questions tonight, Brady?"

Brady had only asked Sabrina a few questions, but Blayze had hurriedly stepped in to defend Sabrina.

Brady thought Sierra was right. Sabrina was really something. He became increasingly concerned about the situation. If things went on like this, Blayze might completely fall for a wicked woman Like Sabrina.

"Iwas just curious." Brady smiled, sensing Blayze's growing irritation, decided to stop pressing Sabrina with questions.

He knew he had to proceed cautiously.

Derek, wanting to shift the atmosphere and ease the tension, proposed a game.

"I haven't had fun in a while. How about a game?"

His friends agreed, not wanting to make things more awkward.

Derek then turned to Sabrina.

"Miss Chavez, do you know how to play?

We can play together."

He extended an invitation to her, a gesture of pure kindness, eager to see her unwind. Sabrina, without hesitation, agreed. With graceful poise, she rose from her seat and made her way to the table.

"I've dabbled in this game only a few times. I hope I won't lose too much."

“Well, a newbie is always lucky," Derek replied with a sly grin, stealing a brief glance at Blayze.

But before Derek could utter another word, Brady took a seat directly across from Sabrina, flashing a charming smile.

"I'd like to test my luck against you. Care for a few rounds?"

The remaining two vacant chairs were designated for Blayze and Derek, while the others gathered around, anticipation gleaming in their eyes.

Derek's prediction proved spot-on. Sabrina, it turned out, had fortune firmly on her side as she clinched the first two rounds with an air of finesse.