If their arrogant uncle learned of Sabrina's true identity, he would undoubtedly seek her favor.

"I understand," Evie hissed between clenched teeth. "Rest well in the hospital."

Finishing her work, Sabrina received a call from her driver. Her car had a flat tire. He needed to get another car and asked her to wait.

Noticing the sky outside her window, she replied, "You can go home. I'll take a taxi."

"No. Mr. Blakely insists I ensure you reach home safely."