"The movie star? No way! Hasn't she been filming abroad?"

"She and Mr. Blakely make quite the pair!"

"Ms. Chave:

Someone spotted her and greeted her.

The crowd stopped gossiping and greeted her. "Ms. Chave: With downcast eyes and in a dispassionate tone, Sabrina responded, "It's off duty. You can continue."

With that, she quickened her pace, each step steady yet fraught with urgency. Her eyes bore the red tinge of withheld tears, her heart throbbing with pain.

She needed to escape, for fear of confronting a heartbreaking spectacle.

Had Galilea come to the company to meet him?

They weren't divorced yet. Was he even aware that she was still in the company?

The murmurs behind her resumed, though now focused on a different topic.

"Ms. Chavez is stunning. But she's so intimidating, just like Mr. Blakely. They really do resemble siblings."

A newbie sounded astounded. "Ms. Chavez is Mr. Blakely's sister?"

“Humph! Adopted, more like. Her good-for-nothing father pressured Mr. Blakely's father into adopting her. How else could she have joined Blakely Group?"

“Who told you that?"

"A public relations department insider."

"To be fair, Ms. Chavez is quite pleasant."

In the underground parking lot, Sabrina buckled her seat belt. Glancing up, she saw a couple.

Tyrone, in the white suit she had selected for him that morning, Looked dashing.

Next to him stood a woman, donning a mask and a cap. She clasped his arm affectionately, engaged in conversation with him. Tyrone tilted his head slightly, attentively listening to her words, his expression gentle and serene.

The woman playfully jostled his arm as they walked.

Tyrone nodded with a gentle smile, seemingly saying "Alright."

Indeed, his first love had returned, The red tie he donned made Sabrina's heart ache.

She had picked it out in celebration of their baby on the way.

But now he wore it on a date with his first love.

Sabrina was choked with emotion, tears welled up in her eyes, a novel kind of sadness enveloping her heart.