Sabrina is just an adopted member of the Blakely family. Cesar had passed away and Wanda couldn't control everything. Tyrone despises her and won't support her. She's essentially useless..."

“Yes, Blayze. We urge you to weigh your decision carefully," Mr. Patel chimed in.

Blayze regained his composure, fixing his gaze upon his friends.

"I've made up my mind. There's no need to harp on the matter."

He regarded them with a firm resolve.

"If you can't accept her, you're under no obligation to come and meet her next time. But if I hear such words again, I won't hold back in voicing my displeasure."

Blayze had no intention of forcing his friends to embrace Sabrina, nor would he let her drive a wedge between them.

If they didn't get along, they could simply avoid each other. Yet, when they did meet, they'd have to put on a facade of conviviality.

Brady sighed as he absorbed Blayze's words.

It appeared that Blayze had been thoroughly taken in by Sabrina's charms.

He had to take action to unveil Sabrina's true colors to Blayze.

Upon exiting the bathroom, Sabrina lingered by a window for a moment.

“Why don't you head back?"

A familiar voice broke the silence.

She turned to find Blayze standing behind her. She offered a warm smile and replied, “The weather's warming up, and the room was feeling a bit stuffy. I just wanted to catch some fresh air here."

Blayze, with a hint of apology in his tone, spoke up.

"I'm truly sorry, on behalf of Brady. He's a bit peculiar. Don't take his words to heart."

Sabrina brushed it off with a nonchalant nod.

Brady was hardly significant enough to stir her emotions.

“Do you still want to continue playing cards? If not, I can give you a ride back," Blayze offered.