Sabrina followed the sound to see Tyrone stepping onto the bus, suitcase in hand, and nodding to the questioner.

He had initially offered to drive her to the resort, but she had declined, wary of stirring up gossip among their colleagues.

“What? Mr. Blakely can unwind, too," quipped another colleague, a grin playing on his lips.

Their comment sparked a wave of cheerfulness, filling the bus with laughter and chatter.

With only a few spots left, either by the window or towards the back, Tyrone walked to the rear and settled into a seat.

Bob glanced at him and sighed under his breath. “Didn't expect Mr. Blakely to be part of this. Figured he'd be glued to his work."

His words hung in the air, seeming to be directed both at Sabrina and to himself.

Sabrina, offering no reply, leaned into the window and let her eyes drift shut.

Shortly after, the bus departed for the resort.

The bus was bustling with activity. The employees finally had a chance to unwind.

"Sabrina, do you have a boyfriend now?"

Bobby's voice suddenly broke through the noise, standing out amidst the lively atmosphere.

He must have intentionally lowered his voice, mindful of the possibility that others might overhear and tease him.

Sabrina nodded affirmatively. "Yes."

"Really? We've never met him. I must tell you, I have feelings for you.

I hope you can give me a chance to pursue you."

"Pursue me? Haven't you heard the gossip?" Sabrina queried, curiosity etched on her face.

Whispers had been circulating around the company suggesting that to secure her position within the Blakely family, she had seduced Tyrone to become his lover.

"I don't buy into such rumors. I know you're not that kind of person."

"Your trust means a lot. But I do have a boyfriend; he's just always occupied."