She didn't want to burden herself with worries about his faithfulness.

Considering her pregnancy, she knew it would be best to rest at home.

Despite his efforts to persuade her to go with him, Sabrina stubbornly refused.

The lack of jealousy from Sabrina left Tyrone feeling frustrated and unhappy about the situation.

"Well... Fine."

Since she was unwilling to go, he wouldn't force her.

“If there's nothing else, I'll return to work," she said.

"Okay," he replied.

As Sabrina stepped out of Tyrone's office, she suddenly stopped.

Evelyn was standing nearby. Her eyes filled with burning intensity as she stared at Sabrina.

With a faint smile, Sabrina said, "Good afternoon, Evelyn."

However, Evelyn glared back and responded with a dismissive snort before leaving.

In the restaurant Evelyn had booked, after Tyrone settled into his seat, the rest of the employees sat around the spacious round table.

Evelyn pre-ordered the dishes, and the wait staff efficiently served each course as soon as everyone was seated.

Before the gathering, Evelyn took the initiative to send a personal message to Tyrone, inquiring about his food preferences. His response was simple. "It's up to you. Ask the others what they would like.”

Evelyn chose not to probe further.

Evelyn and Tyrone had worked together for a few years and shared countless dinners throughout their time working together. Despite their familiarity, she could never quite discern his favorite dish.

He always exuded maturity and composure, maintaining an enigmatic poker face.

Once again, as a show of respect, the employees patiently waited for Tyrone to commence his meal before they followed suit.

The public relations department was known for its cheerful nature. One or two individuals were always engrossed in conversation. Their lively presence soon lightened the mood and created a convivial atmosphere.