Despite Sabrina's smile, he felt it was out of place.

He had anticipated her cold shoulder or indifference upon her return, maybe even a fight. What he hadn't foreseen was her beaming smile, as if nothing had changed.

As Sabrina left with her cake, she mentioned, “Tyrone, try to return home early tonight."

"Alright," responded Tyrone.

Such statements often led to overthinking.

However, they subconsciously assumed that Sabrina referred to the Blakely family's residence, so it didn't seem problematic.

Only Galilea's clenched fists and the flash of darkness in her eyes indicated her urge to slap Sabrina.

But she kept her poise, not wanting to give away the secret.

Any indication could lead to suspicions about Sabrina's relationship with Tyrone.

Watching Galilea's strained patience brought Sabrina immense satisfaction.

Perhaps she should've made their relationship public earlier, challenging Galilea's stance. That way, Galilea would have to swallow her anger.

After eating, Sabrina headed to the restroom.

Crossing the stairs, she heard Galilea call out, "Sabrina."

Galilea, clad in an extravagant princess dress, appeared out of place in the dim stairway.

"How may I assist you?"

"I need to discuss something with you." With that, Galilea started climbing the stairs.

“What?" Sabrina ascended the steps with a calm demeanor and approached Galilea.

She guessed that Galilea was eager to flaunt her triumphs.

She would show off what happened on September 20th and today's birthday party.

Standing amidst shadows, Galilea glared at Sabrina with envy and animosity. "Sabrina, you lost. I told you Tyrone would be with me on September 20th. He stayed by my bedside all night. If I were in your shoes, I'd have filed for a divorce already."