In his eyes, Tyrone was seen as an irresponsible playboy, someone who was not worthy of Sabrina's love and affection.

Regarding their relationship, he believed that Tyrone must have coerced Sabrina into being with him.

Cesar's health was deteriorating, and as Tyrone's true nature emerged, Sabrina felt compelled to be with him to avoid conflicts and out of respect for the old man.

It seemed there was no other option!

"So, you mean you were trying to shift some attention away from her and onto yourself?"

Rather than responding, Bradley retorted, "Do you know why I assaulted that man?"

Before Tyrone could respond, Bradley played an audio recording on his phone. “Hear it for yourself."

There was a conversation on the phone. "She looked like a slut."

"Oh, how do you know? Have you slept with her before?"

"I couldn't help but admire her curves. She must be good in bed."

"I could make love to her for an entire night."

"She has so many clients. Why would she sleep with you?"

After a series of crude remarks, sounds of an altercation broke out.

Tyrone overheard someone telling Bradley, "Even if you have many fans, you can't simply resort to violence without cause."

As the noises subsided, the following words became even harsher.

“Sabrina paid you a visit recently. Are you one of the men she has sex with? You're so defensive of her, it seems she has really satisfied you. She's nothing but a bitch. Why can't we state the truth?"

Tyrone clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

His eyes were as dark as a stormy night.

He closed his eyes, and the message Lee had sent Sabrina resurfaced in his mind.

If slander and insults induced fury in him, these lewd comments were far more wounding.