Keenly and in haste, White agreed, “Mr. Blakely, that's so kind of you. I'd love to join you for lunch."

Noticing that Sabrina hadn't said anything, White urged her in a low voice, “Why don't you agree quickly? This is a rare opportunity!"

“Okay, Gazing at Tyrone's eager eyes, Sabrina ultimately gave in and agreed.

White recommended a local restaurant.

Tyrone instructed his assistant to book a chamber for them in advance.

Once they were at the restaurant, the waiter placed four menus on the table in front of them.

Tyrone didn't open it. He spoke to them all, but his eyes were fixed on Sabrina. "Order whatever you want to eat. It's my treat."

White politely expressed his gratitude, "Thank you, Mr. Blakely."

“The classic Nice Salad with cream cheese, Australian Sirloin, black pepper sauce, noodles with Trotter sauce, Tiramisu for dessert, and Moscato white wine," Sabrina told the waiter with no hesitation.

White stared at her, speechless. What the hell was going on with Sabrina? She was acting so casual. She wasn't polite to Tyrone at all.

Throughout the dinner, White and the editor-in-chief tried to make conversation.

Meanwhile, Sabrina focused on eating without saying anything. While eating, she contemplated how she could further teach Tyrone a Lesson now that she didn't have a fake boyfriend.

Yesterday, Tyrone was righteous in plotting against Richard. Today, he became her client and spent time with her under the name of the shooting. He was so arbitrary. Had he not played those tricks, she might have told him the truth.

Sabrina had just stepped out of the bathroom when a commotion in the hall snagged her attention. Instead of returning to the chamber, she opted to linger by the stairs, becoming an accidental spectator to the unfolding drama.

As she observed, the source of the conflict became glaringly apparent.

Two women fought for a man. Each vying for his affection.

The man, ensnared in a love triangle, sought to sever ties with his current girlfriend due to an affair with the other woman.

His girlfriend stood her ground, vehemently rejecting any notion of separation. With unwavering conviction, she professed an undying love for her boyfriend, dismissing his infidelity as inconsequential. She was even willing to accept future liaisons with a third party.

Sabrina was utterly astonished. How could such a person exist, willing to endure betrayal in the name of love?

Subconsciously, Sabrina took a few steps back as a realization suddenly hit her like a Lightning bolt. She had seemingly overlooked a crucial aspect of her own experiences.