Unruffled, Tyrone returned the acknowledgment. "Mr. Clifford."

"Quite a surprise to bump into you here," Elton Clifford said.

A brief exchange of small talk followed, after which Elton chuckled.

"Mr. Blakely, you really did splurge on Galilea's birthday party. Is she still on the set?"

Without a word, Tyrone simply nodded.

Clearly, he had no interest in discussing anything related to Galilea.

Glancing at Sabrina standing beside Tyrone, Elton mused, "Time sure does fly! Galilea was a little ponytailed girl calling me uncle not long ago. Now, she's all grown up, all about her work while her peers have kids."

"Each person has their own aspirations and goals," Tyrone replied indifferently.

Sensing Tyrone's reluctance to discuss Galilea, Elton turned his attention to Sabrina, curiously asking, "Who's this Lovely Lady?"

Tyrone provided a concise introduction. "This is Sabrina Chavez."

Elton's face lit up in recognition. "Ah, Miss Chavez, I've heard much about you. It's a pleasure to meet you."

His gaze slid over their intertwined hands.

Sabrina replied politely, "Nice to meet you, too."

Upon noticing Elton's gaze fixed upon her, she maintained a warm smile.

She was aware that Elton was Galilea's uncle.

She also knew that the Clifford family had amassed their wealth through business, starting as a small family and gradually solidifying their standing through dealings with Blakely Group. Their mutual connections flourished, allowing the Clifford family to gain renown in Mathias.

Right at that moment, the elevator chimed. The doors slid open.

“Mr. Blakely, after you."

Tyrone guided Sabrina to the corner of the elevator, draping his arm around her.

Elton cast one final glance at Tyrone and offered, grinning, “Miss Chavez, you're twenty-five, aren't you? Do you have a boyfriend? Would you Like me to set you up?"