She picked up. "Hello, Tyrone."

"Sabrina, refrain from sharing the surveillance footage."

Tyrone's words came as a punch in her gut.

A chill ran down her spine as her fleeting smile faded into oblivion

It was a painful realization.

She should have known better than to hold on to any hope.

She struggled to take a deep breath. At this moment, even the act of breathing caused her pain.

No wonder there was no word from Galilea's team.

With Tyrone supporting them, her threats fell flat.

Not hearing a response, Tyrone pressed on, "I apologize for the other day's misunderstanding. I'm sorry."

A bitter Laugh escaped Sabrina.

How ridiculous!

Would Tyrone have ever apologized for that day if it hadn't been for today's events?

Would he have ever apologized if Galilea wasn't involved? Of course not.

“Tyrone, save your apologies. I only need the online trolls to quit slandering me!"

“Sabrina, I understand you're upset. I'll try to deal with this, but you can't upload the footage."

A sudden realization dawned on Sabrina. She was grateful she hadn't taken Evelyn's bet.

What a stroke of luck.

"So, you expect me to just bite the bullet? Be the fall guy? To be condemned by everyone despite having done absolutely nothing?"

Sabrina's outburst filled the phone Line.

"I will make it up to you."

"Make it up to me? How exactly do you plan to do that? Can you give me anything else besides money?" Sabrina retorted. “If I want your compensation to be a commitment to our marriage, can you give that?"

On the other end of the line, Tyrone was silent for a long time before asking, “What do you need?"

Sabrina couldn't help but chuckle.

He was incapable of giving what she wanted. Yet he demanded everything.