A smile graced Tyrone's lips at Sabrina's clever tactic.

Following this, there was a prolonged silence of over ten seconds. Just as he thought the recording was ending, the conversation resumed.

"Tyrone, Sabrina's on the line."

"Take it. I can't pick up right now. What did she want to talk about?”

This time, it was Tyrone's voice.

It struck him that Sabrina had been involved in a car accident on this day. When he visited her in the hospital, she had requested him to cook for her.

Everything fell into place now.

"She didn't mention anything specific when I asked."

Tyrone asked, "What's the matter, Sabrina?"

"Tyrone, where's my phone?"

"It's here with me."

“Alright. When are you coming home?"

"I can't say. It depends."

The recording moved onto the next one.

Tyrone promptly muted the sound, his mind echoing with Galilea's words from the recording.

Was that truly what she said?

Did she speak to Sabrina in such a tone when he couldn't hear her?

Tyrone cast his gaze downwards, Lost in thought.

Once again, Galilea's post crossed his mind.

And the fire accident.