And it was true.

Despite Sabrina's initial reluctance to seek his assistance, Tyrone had shown up when she needed him.

Sabrina sighed, acknowledging the debt she now owed him.

In the afternoon, Tyrone came to Sabrina's place.

Sabrina, brimming with anticipation, eagerly invited him in.

"How's it going?"

Tyrone couldn't help but be entertained by the enthusiasm etched across Sabrina's face.

Never before had he seen her so ecstatic at the sight of him.

“It's settled," Tyrone responded, settling comfortably onto the sofa.

Curiosity danced in Sabrina's eyes as she took a seat across from him. It was as if she were an eager student awaiting a lesson.

"So, spill the details. What went down?"

With a wise nod, Tyrone began to explain, "They urged me to grasp the depth of their love for Brady. In return, I pressed them to fathom the depths of my love for my wife."

A subtle grin played on Tyrone's lips as he shared the tale.

Sabrina was taken aback, blurting out, “Tyrone, you've truly mastered the art of shamelessness."

Tyrone, unshaken, countered with a sly smile, “Discovering it just now?"

Speechless, Sabrina swiftly changed the subject, asking, “What's the follow-up then? They won't abandon their plan because of this revelation, will they?"

Tyrone chuckled and said, "No chance. I threw a curveball their way."

Intrigued, Sabrina inquired, "What do you mean?"

"I suggest they dig into the Fowler family," Tyrone replied, his gaze serious.

He then dropped a bombshell.