Sabrina walked over and stood in front of Tyrone and carefully observed his face with eyes narrowed in focus. Sometimes, she moved to the left, and sometimes, she moved to the right. She was determined to find the best angle for him.

“Haven't you seen enough for so many years?" Tyrone teased in a low voice, his lips curling in a smile.

Sabrina retorted, "You will smile like this when we take the rest of the photos later."

Tyrone was helpless.

“Change the background and the clothes."