"I've been quite caught up with work lately."

"Is it the MQ Clothing ad shoot? I caught the news."

"Yes, it is. How about you? Any work after the magazine cover shoot?"

"Nope. I've been working my fingers to the bone lately. I'm due for a break. Why don't we grab dinner together? We've been out of touch for quite some time."

Sabrina pondered briefly before answering, "I'm afraid I'm booked tonight. I have a work-related discussion with Aylin."

“Are you in a hurry? If not, we could invite Aylin along."

Bradley had previously worked with Aylin, so they were fairly acquainted.

“That works. By the way, how are your parents

Bradley gently removed a dry leaf from Sabrina's hair. "My parents are doing great. They've missed you. Perhaps you could pay them a visit."

“Sure, I'LL drop by once my work is done," Sabrina replied, flashing a smile.

While waiting for Aylin, Sabrina struck up a conversation with Bradley, inquiring about any recent TV series he might have.

Her friendship with Bradley dated back to their elementary school days when, after her parents' divorce, she moved in with her grandparents in the countryside.

Bradley was the son of her grandparents' neighbors, and they'd spent a good deal of their childhood playing together.

Reflecting on those carefree days, Sabrina felt a great deal of time had passed.

Years later, Bradley's family struck it rich and relocated.

She didn't cross paths with Bradley again until he became a minor celebrity as an actor and they recognized each other. Last year, they worked together on a brand campaign and reconnected.

Aware of the demise of Sabrina's grandparents and father, Bradley paid his respects at their graves.

Sabrina, too, had visited Bradley's parents, their reunion bringing joy to all. Sabrina even joined them for a Christmas dinner.

However, Bradley's work schedule kept him busy, and their last encounter had been about six months ago.

Across the street, inside a black vehicle, Tyrone happened to glance at the pair in the open parking lot, his eyes narrowing.

Perhaps this was the man Sabrina mentioned.

From a distance, he could make out the smile on her face.

The silence inside the car was palpably tense.

Catching sight of Tyrone through the rearview mirror, the driver's gaze followed his to the window. His eyes widened in realization. Could that be Sabrina?

Who was the man beside her?