Besides, ruminating over it is futile. Fortunately, Sabrina's found her footing elsewhere. If it still eats at you, ask William to compensate Sabrina with money," suggested another friend.

Blayze stayed silent, his gaze darkening as he scrutinized William and Keilani.

"I erred. I owe Sabrina an apology," William reflected.

"Apologize? To whom?" At that moment, Lance walked in, settling back in his seat with casual nonchalance, inquiring.

“To Sabrina," Blayze asserted.

“What happened?" Lance asked. He froze at the mention of Sabrina's name, his gaze shifting from Blayze to William.

One of the onlookers relayed the incident to Lance.

Once informed, Lance turned to confront Keilani, his countenance hardening, eyes clouded. “Keilani, accompany William and extend your apologies to Sabrina!" Lance directed.

“I won't go! Who knows what grudges she's holding!" Keilani snapped, averting her gaze.

Then, locking eyes with Lance, she erupted, "Why must you always side with outsiders?"

"If you refrained from sowing discord, would I find myself in this position? Will you apologize?" Lance retorted, his stare chilling.

Behind his glasses, his narrowed eyes bore into Keilani.

Keilani's demeanor shifted, nerves taut.

Should Lance probe Anne, he'd unearth the truth that it was no mere misunderstanding but her deliberate act.

"Let's go." William motioned to Keilani.

It seemed wiser to concede and apologize for a misstep rather than mar everyone's mood. If Sabrina continued fuming after the apology, the consensus would label Sabrina overly sensitive.

Under Lance's cold scrutiny, Keilani gritted her teeth, reluctantly rising. Then, she snorted in indignation before wordlessly exiting the room.

Keilani was in a sulk. They were her friends, but they pressured her into apologizing to Sabrina! It was all because of the Sabrina!

Sabrina, in Keilani's eyes, was petty and small-minded, resigning over a trifle and thus disgracing her now.

As fate would have it, Blayze arrived in Philade right after Sabrina's resignation.