Sabrina merely smiled, saying nothing.

Witnessing this, Tyrone snorted coldly from his hiding spot.

In his mind, Bradley was simply ingratiating himself.

Soon after, Bradley emerged with three cups of coffee, handing them to

Sabrina and Bettie.

“Thank you," Sabrina said, shaking her coffee, her delicate features curving into a lovely smile.

Bradley, momentarily taken aback, replied, "You're welcome."

After Sabrina took a sip, her heat dissipating, Bradley half-joked, “Sabrina, you should smile more. It makes you look beautiful."

The three of them continued their walk to the dock and boarded the ship, soon departing for Prybush Park.

The farther they drifted from shore, the more magnificent the view of the Austrain Opera House and the harbor bridge became.

"Bettie, could you take some photos of Sabrina and me?" Bradley handed his phone to Bettie.

“Okay, watch my photography skills. You two stand over there..." Bettie directed them, pointing to a spot on the deck and raising the phone.

"Yes, right there. Now, move a bit closer."

Sabrina glanced at Bradley and moved slightly nearer to him.

With a captivating smile, Bradley moved towards Sabrina until his arm grazed her shoulder.

He angled his body slightly toward her, his Long legs on display, and announced, "Good, hold that position. Three, two, one!"

Good? It was not good at all!

Why were they so intimately positioned for a photograph?

From the cruise ship's solitary restroom, Tyrone watched Bradley's advances toward Sabrina, his anger simmering.

He thought that Bradley was so underhanded.