Just then, Galilea approached Sabrina, extending a paper bag. "Sabrina, I brought you a cupcake from Afternoon Time. Got it while passing Maplefield Square."

Taken aback, Sabrina looked at the bag. She thought that Galilea was deliberately trying to provoke her.

"You're also a fan of their cakes. I couldn't possibly take it."

"It's a gift for you," Galilea retorted.

Ignoring her, Sabrina turned to her assistant. "Take her to rehearse."

The studio was teeming with people and other staff members. It was unfitting for Galilea to persist. She left Sabrina with one last remark. "Sabrina, remember to eat the cupcake."

As Galilea was led away for rehearsal by Sabrina's assistant, she noticed Tyrone entering the studio. Waving to grab his attention, she called, "Over here, Tyrone."

Spotting them, Tyrone ambled over casually, throwing them a glance.

"What were you two discussing?"

"Nothing."

"I got Sabrina her favorite cupcake on my way here."

Sabrina and Galilea spoke simultaneously.

After a quick glance at Sabrina, Galilea bit her lip and said, "Sabrina, it's just a gift. If it's not to your liking, you needn't accept it."

Casting his eyes on the bag in Sabrina's hand, Tyrone quipped, "Keep it. It's just cupcake. A small gesture from Galilea."”

Galilea turned her gaze to Sabrina, anticipation in her eyes.

Galilea had already brought enough discomfort to Sabrina.

Tyrone's words only intensified this discomfort.

Tyrone thought Galilea had a golden heart. The thought was preposterous.

A golden heart? Galilea? What a joke!

Galilea, noticing Sabrina's silence, pressed on, "Sabrina, I realize you're still harboring resentment against me. If you don't want this, give it back to me. I'll discard it."