“Why not?" Lance pressed.

"The username of my blind date is different from yours," Bettie explained.

With a mischievous glint in his eye, Lance added, "I have another account, of which the username is HY.

Bettie was left momentarily stupefied, and Sabrina struggled to contain a wry smile. Sabrina distinctly remembered seeing Bettie engaged in a conversation with this very person.

“Are you kidding me?" Bettie seethed through gritted teeth, her anger simmering.

Sierra couldn't help but offer a disdainful sneer.

Although Sierra couldn't eavesdrop on their conversation, she assumed that as long as Sabrina or her companion declined the advances of the affluent-looking man, he'd take his leave.

Lance, blessed with good looks and an impressive pedigree, didn't seem like the type to cling on.

However, as time passed, she noted that Lance had remained seated opposite Sabrina, defying her expectations. Sierra couldn't help but surmise that perhaps Sabrina and Sabrina's friend had yet to firmly rebuff him and were perhaps even stringing him along.

Sierra pursed her lips and confided in Brady, "Seems like any well-heeled stranger can strike up a conversation with Sabrina. How could someone like that deserve Blayze?"

Brady, who harbored his own grudge against Lance and an even deeper resentment toward Sabrina, proposed a daring idea.

"What if I give her a little lesson?"

Sierra's curiosity piqued.

"What do you have in mind?"

In hushed tones, Brady outlined his plan.

"Once this is over, even if Blayze accepts her, his father won't.”

Sierra hesitated, voicing her reservations.

"I'm not so sure about this. What if Blayze finds out?"

Reassuringly, Brady vowed, “Don't worry. I won't breathe a word to him."

“And if he does discover it, don't let on that I had any inkling,"