Located atop a mountain in the suburbs, his parents were laid to rest there, and he made it a point to visit them every year.

Tyrone would accompany him, even though he barely remembered his father's face.

Last year, because Frankie was only three years old, Larry didn't take him there.

"Of course, we'd love to accompany you," Sabrina responded.

"Excellent! I've packed loads of snacks."

As Sabrina entered the living room, she warmly greeted Wanda.

"Grandma."

In return, Wanda gazed at Sabrina with affection.

"Grandma." Tyrone smiled.

Wanda responded with a stern look.

She was well aware of the recent news about Tyrone causing Sabrina so much distress.

He could have easily made a public announcement about their marriage, but for some reason, he refrained from doing so.

“Where's Grandpa? How has he been doing?" Sabrina queried.

“He's the same as always. He's in his study. Tyrone, he would like to speak with you."

"Okay," Tyrone replied before ascending to the second floor, suspecting that Cesar wanted to discuss the recent incidents.

Lena beckoned Sabrina over with a smile. "Sabrina, take a look at this."

"What is it?"

Sabrina moved closer.

Lena held out her wrist, showcasing a bracelet.

Sabrina's smile faltered momentarily before she masked it with praise.