He was a Liar!

“If I hadn't been here, you'd still be on the floor! You might be dead, and no one would care," Tyrone said with conviction, "How about I put you back now?"

He pretended to step back.

"No!" Sabrina clung to his neck.

Sometimes, conceding was the only option.

As she saw the smile curling at Tyrone's lips, she knew she'd been deceived. How could he leave her?

Annoyed, she punched his chest.

Tyrone grunted, "I saved you. Is this how you treat your savior?"

Sabrina turned away, muttering, "Thank you."

Though resentment lingered, she had to thank Tyrone. Without him, she might have lost her life.

Turning to the crowd, she asked, "What's happening? Bradley's fans came to pick him up at the airport. They were obsessive fans.”

Tyrone's face darkened. “You're worried about Bradley? Look after yourself. If it weren't for him, you wouldn't be in this mess."

"Oh, where's Bettie?"

“She won't get lost. I'm taking you to the hospital first.”

Tyrone escorted Sabrina to the hospital.

While on their way, Sabrina texted Bettie, saying, "Bettie, are you all right? I've been injured. I'm headed to the hospital now. Wait for me at the hotel.”

Bettie responded with a disaster survivor emoji, quickly adding, "I'm fine."

She went on, “Oh my God, these fans are insane! Are your injuries severe?"

"I'm fine. Don't worry," Sabrina assured her.

"Are you going to the hospital by yourself? Where are you now? I can accompany you."