Lance opened the door wider and made a move to get into the car.

"I want to get in, so please adjust."

It took a while for Bettie to come to her senses and realize what was going on. It was Lance who informed Blayze of what happened, so naturally, Blayze would give him a ride.

Flushing, Bettie reluctantly moved to make space for Lance.

Lance got in and closed the door. He was so close to Bettie that Bettie immediately smelled his scent.

Sabrina turned her attention to the front seat and asked, "“Blayze, why are you here?"

“Lance told me what happened," Blayze replied calmly. He glanced at Sabrina in the rearview mirror, brows furrowed.

“Are you okay? Were you scared?"

"I'm fine."

"Do you know what happened?"

"Yeah.... We've figured it out."

"Who did it?" Blayze asked.

Sabrina hesitated.

But Lance didn't suffer the same hesitation that plagued Sabrina. He replied bluntly, "It's Sierra and a man called Brady."

Blayze's eyes flared wide in surprise and his head whipped around to stare at Lance.

Lance nodded his head to confirm that he was certain.

ALL of a sudden, there was a cruel glint in Blayze's eyes. He gazed at Sabrina and smiled apologetically.

"I'm sorry, Sabrina. It's my fault. I failed to restrain my family and friends. I'll ask the Garrett family to give you an explanation for this matter."

With a shake of her head, Sabrina remarked, "This has nothing to do with you."

As far as Sabrina was concerned, Blayze was not responsible for Sierra's actions.