Donned in a black shirt with a few buttons undone, suit trousers, handmade leather shoes, and a modest yet elegant belt, he was a picture of class and charisma.

Evelyn found herself captivated as he stood on the stage, holding a file, delivering the inaugural speech.

His eyes, when they fell on her, were calm and imposing.

Evelyn was enchanted.

Due to the two-year age difference between her and Tyrone, the employees refrained from making any jokes about her and Tyrone, as if they couldn't fathom the possibility of them being a couple.

Age seemed to be an insurmountable barrier.

Evelyn understood that someone as mature and accomplished as Tyrone would typically be attracted to younger women, and she felt excluded because of it.

To avoid becoming the butt of office jokes, she held back her feelings and declared she was in a relationship.

Her eyes, however, were always on Tyrone.

She noticed the peculiar closeness between Tyrone and Sabrina, which wasn't typically sibling-like.

They often arrived and left work together, even shared Lunches in

Tyrone's office.

If Tyrone didn't have any evening social engagements or other commitments, they would leave work together in the afternoon.

However, before she could confirm this, Galilea returned.

The news was overwhelming.

At that moment, she finally confirmed that Galilea was the woman Tyrone loved.

But Tyrone and Sabrina's relationship remained a mystery.

Now, Evelyn was certain.

Their intimacy was palpable, the subtle palm squeeze a giveaway.

A man of Tyrone's age and vigor had his needs.