There was no reason for her to fabricate such a story.

The director instructed his assistant to coordinate with other actors and actresses, urging them to shoot in advance to allow Sabrina some recovery time at home.

Sabrina, in turn, sent a message to her assistant, assuring the latter not to worry about her.

Meanwhile, both the foundation's manager and assistant reached out to her. One provided updates on work, while the other sought her opinion on an invitation.

With her phone in hand, Sabrina began to type a reply.

Suddenly, the phone was grabbed away.

She was stunned. Raising her head, she looked at Tyrone, puzzled.

Observing her dazed expression, Tyrone found her cute.

"They can wait.

You can reply to them later. You should go and rest now."

Sabrina had endured a terrifying and sleepless night in the human traffickers’ minibus the previous night.

Although she managed a few hours of rest on the journey home this afternoon, it wasn't enough.

"Let me wrap this up. I'll go to sleep after this," Sabrina said, raising a finger.

Tyrone shook his head and smiled, handing the phone back to her.

Sabrina quickly typed a message to her assistant before putting away her phone and settling into bed. Covering herself with the quilt, she affirmed, "Okay."

"Go to sleep. I'll be with you," Tyrone assured her.

"Okay."

Sabrina nodded and closed her eyes, attempting to find rest.

But she couldn't fall asleep.

The memories of the kidnapping haunted Sabrina, and she couldn't shake off her unease. Feeling a lack of security, she opened her eyes.