Tyrone recognized the woman instantly. It was Sabrina. She appeared youthful, maybe around twenty years old then, and she looked innocent and gentle.

In the photo, Sabrina was slim, with her protruding belly standing out, giving her a weary appearance.

Tyrone briefly shut his eyes. Every time he tried to put this behind him, someone brought it back up. Who was so well-informed about this?

Who was determined to keep him and Sabrina from being happy together?

The answer seemed almost too clear. The sender of the photo clearly had motives beyond just upsetting Tyrone.

Sure enough, another email soon arrived, saying, “Curious who the baby's father is and where they are? Henry Hotel, Room 0302, Philade, November 4th. Don't be late."

There were two photos attached. The first displayed Sabrina lying in a hospital bed, her eyes shut and her belly now flat. The second showed a nurse cleaning up a newborn baby boy, indicating he had just been born.

Tyrone furrowed his brows. He suspected the email sender was Kira.

Tyrone had thought Kira had only spotted Sabrina in Philade and snapped a few photos. But this new photo clearly was taken in the delivery room where Sabrina had delivered the baby. The person who took the photo likely had taken Sabrina's baby.

Back then, when Sabrina woke up and discovered her baby missing, she tried to search for the baby but ended up in what was believed to be a car accident, resulting in her memory loss about anything related to her pregnancy. Upon reflecting, someone might have erased Sabrina's memory about her pregnancy under the guise of the so-called car accident.

Tyrone increasingly leaned toward the latter. So, what had really happened back then? Who fathered Sabrina's baby? Had Kira taken the baby, or was it someone else?

To uncover the truth, Tyrone knew he had to travel to Philade. Yet, he remained wary, his mind racing for any possible reason behind the person orchestrating this just to lure him there.

Elsewhere, Sabrina returned from work and dropped by the downstairs supermarket to buy some vegetables. As she was selecting vegetables, Bettie called her.

“What are you doing?" Bettie sounded gloomy.

“Just grocery shopping. What's going on?"

Sabrina inquired, “Are you still fretting over your relationship with Lance?"

“He came to see me today, and we had a meal together," Bettie replied.

"And then?"

"Amid the meal, he stepped out to answer a call." Bettie chuckled softly. "He probably thought I didn't notice, but I did. It was his mom on the line. I went to the door and heard her telling him to come home right away."

"So, you think his family doesn't approve of your relationship?"