After a moment's contemplation, Sabrina answered, “Let's play a few more rounds."

She sensed that leaving now might not be the wisest move.

In the corridor's shadows, a young man loitered. Witnessing the two of them departing together, Tyrone's anger surged.

Was it because of Blayze that Sabrina lingered in Violetholt even after the award ceremony?

Tyrone pondered the nature of their relationship since Blayze introduced Sabrina to his friends.

His eyes darkened as he clenched his fists.

As Sabrina and Blayze reentered the chamber, Brady lapsed into silence, his place taken by Mr. Wilde.

The four of them continued their card game, conversing and sharing laughter as the rounds unfolded.

In the midst of their play, Sabrina's phone rang unexpectedly.

Retrieving it, she glanced at the screen to find an incoming call from Tyrone.

Requesting Mr. Patel to stand in for her, Sabrina rose and stepped into the corridor to answer the call.

"Hello?"

She spoke into the phone, but there was no response.

After several seconds of silence, Sabrina's voice held a hint of confusion as she inquired, "Tyrone?"

A low, masculine voice finally replied, "Yes."

Curiosity piqued, she questioned, “What's the matter?" Sabrina couldn't help but sense a peculiar air about Tyrone this evening.

“I've had a bit of wine, and I wanted to hear your voice, Tyrone said slowly.

“Why are you drinking again? Doesn't it bother your stomach?" Sabrina inquired with genuine concerns.

Tyrone responded, his voice firm, "I know what I'm doing."

He probed further, "Are you in the hotel right now? Or are you outside?"