Hearing the familiar voice, Royce lowered his arm and turned to see Sabrina. It seemed as though he had dozed off and just awoken. "Oh, it's you. What can I do for you?"

“Royce, do you remember me?"

“Yes, you are Tyrone's wife." After a pause, Royce asked, "Are you here for Tyrone?"

Sabrina nodded, her expression serious. "Now that you know, I won't bear around the bush. Ever since Tyrone took over the Blakely Group, he has been incredibly responsible. He follows the law, contributes to charity, supports government policies, and works toward the development of Mathias. He will never engage in any criminal activities."

“In that case, why did you come to me?" Royce asked.

“If things go on as normal, I certainly do not have to worry.

However, I am afraid that someone might try to frame Tyrone. After all, it is because someone made false allegations that he was detained in the first place. Royce, you are honest and well-respected.

You must know..." Sabrina tried to convince Royce.

"You are letting your imaginations get away with you, and you think Tyrone is too weak," Royce cut Sabrina off with a pointed statement.

"In every game, there will always be a winner and a loser. The game is not over yet. Just because you are facing a temporary challenge doesn't mean you'll lose in the end. Sometimes, those who are too comfortable get complacent and ultimately don't come out on top. If that's all you came for, you can take your Leave."

Royce closed his eyes and rubbed between his eyebrows, looking weary.

Sabrina bit her lips in contemplation, but she didn't dare to disturb him again. “Thank you for your explanation, sir. Have a good rest.

I'm leaving."

After she left the chamber, Sabrina trailed behind Lance as he walked a few paces away. She quickly pulled out her phone and located the photo she had taken before, deleting it in front of him. "It's gone," she announced.

"You don't have a copy, do you?" Lance questioned.

Sabrina handed her phone to him and said, "If you don't believe me, check it out for yourself."

"Okay, I trust you. Don't talk nonsense in front of Bettie." Lance didn't take Sabrina's phone.

“I know." Noticing Lance's trust in her, Sabrina couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt.

If he took her phone and scrolled through the chat history between her and Bettie, he would discover that she had previously sent a photo of him being with another woman to Bettie.

While making her way back to the hotel, Sabrina couldn't stop pondering Royce's words.