Sabrina clung to him, her head resting against his shoulder. Sobbing, she uttered the words that had been tormenting her, “Tyrone...I'm not Connor's biological daughter. I'm a bastard..."

Tyrone was speechless and his heart ached for Sabrina. Sabrina's eyes were red and puffy from hours of crying profusely.

Tyrone hugged her and rubbed soothing circles into her back.

“Sabrina, you are not a bastard. You are unique."

Yet, these comforting words meant nothing to Sabrina.

While Tyrone's situation was similar to that of Sabrina, it was also very different. In his case, he hadn't seen Elijah since he was a child and he had no deep feelings for Elijah.

Knowing that he was not Elijah's biological son but the result of an affair between Kira and Horace when Horace hadn't divorced yet, it didn't affect him. Perhaps it had something to do with his personality.

But Sabrina's relationship with Connor was completely different.

After the death of Sabrina's grandparents, Connor was the only relative Sabrina had left. Since Connor was the only family she knew, Sabrina emotionally depended on him, and all her childhood memories revolved around him. Connor upheld justice and exposed the darkness of the business. Everyone praised him, and Sabrina had always been proud of him.

When that crucial car accident happened, Connor's last act was one of selflessness. He sacrificed his life for Sabrina's well-being. It was a powerful demonstration of the close bond between a father and daughter.

And to make matters worse, Sabrina was always a sensitive soul. ALL her life, she thought Connor was her biological father. Out of the blue, Sabrina's biological mother, who abandoned her when she was a kid, showed up to tell her that she was actually born from a fling between a rich bachelor and a married woman. How could she ever come to terms with this news?

While Tyrone was digesting the news, Sabrina was in the throes of her agony. She wailed, hiccupping loudly as she fought to breathe and cry at the same time.

“I feel so terrible... If I hadn't been born into this world, Connor would still be alive."

“Sabrina, don't say that." Tyrone hugged her even harder and said, "Don't blame yourself for Connor's death. The killer is still out there, wandering free. You need to cheer up and avenge him."

For a second, Sabrina stopped crying as she thought over his words.

Dabbing at the tear streaks on her face, Tyrone murmured, "Sometimes, blood relationships are not as important as you think. Since Connor raised you up and loved you dearly, he is your father. Nothing will change that. He had done what a great father will do to you."

"But... I really feel bad..." Sabrina sobbed.

Tyrone patted Sabrina on the shoulder lightly.

"Connor risked his life to save you, hoping that you will live a carefree life and not be troubled by mundane things. If you keep dwelling on the past, you will fall into Rita's trap."

Sabrina murmured sadly, "If he had known I wasn't his biological daughter, would he have wanted to save me?"