Tyrone had always been fond of Galilea.

The birthday celebration must have been in the works for quite some time.

Galilea made Tyrone keep her company on September 20th. And now, he was throwing a party for her. Everything must have filled her with joy.

Sabrina was aware that her presence at the party would piss Galilea off.

"Fine, I'll accompany you."

Once they landed, the two of them quickly styled their hair in a casual yet chic manner before heading directly to the party.

Since Galilea had just returned from overseas, her circle here was limited, hence the modest guest list. It mostly consisted of attendees from her last show and the crew from the Cloudwater Town production.

Upon entering the banquet hall, they were met with a sight of opulence and grandeur, akin to an extravagant castle. It was all so intricate and lavish,

Anyone who witnessed it would be amazed by Tyrone's meticulous attention to detail. It was flawless.

Despite anticipating this, Sabrina found herself feeling sad.

This special attention was Galilea's alone.

Sabrina had once dreamt of a grand wedding, where he would take her hand and they would stride together under everyone's eyes.

Unfortunately, she never experienced this dream wedding. Instead, she was met with a divorce.

The melodious piano music filled the hall, serene and enchanting. It sounded a little familiar.

“Tyrone is quite the pianist!" Bradley, looking in a specific direction, expressed his surprise.

Following his gaze, Sabrina saw a piano nestled in the banquet hall's left corner.

Aman, dressed in a formal suit, sat poised before the piano, engrossed in the musical notes before him, his fingers dancing on the keys.

The delightful piano music reached her as his fingers swayed rhythmically.

His expression was one of deep reverence.

Sabrina recognized Tyrone instantly.