Sabrina was acutely aware of the risks associated with conducting a private investigation to uncover the truth about her father's death.

If what she was doing was exposed, she might get killed.

Although she was unsure who was responsible for her father's murder, she knew that she needed to prepare for any eventuality.

If she got killed, her investigation would come to light.

Another scenario could be that Darren uncovered a lead, yet the case remained uninvestigated due to procedural constraints or the interference of a mole.

In that case, Sabrina would use her fame and influence as powerful tools in her quest for justice. She was prepared to use her platform to pressure the relevant authorities and demand they reopen her father's case if needed.

The internet was a double-edged sword.

Despite her concerns, Sabrina recognized the importance of tending to her main Twitter account to keep her supporters engaged and informed.

After posting the photos of Bun, Sabrina received an outpouring of support from her followers. Many praised the kitten's cuteness and shared their stories of comfort and encouragement.

As Sabrina was scrolling through the comments on her Twitter post, she noticed someone asked her about her trip in Austrain. Most Likely, they saw it mentioned in Bettie's tweet.

Sabrina pondered the idea briefly before making a decision. She resolved to write an article about her trip to Austrain with Bettie, providing a detailed account of their itinerary and including captivating photos of the scenic spots they had visited. After posting the article on her Twitter account, Sabrina was delighted to receive positive comments from her followers.

The following morning, a black Cayenne pulled into the airport parking lot.

Tyrone stepped out, making his way into the terminal's arrivals area.

He wore a gray coat, and his towering presence made him stand out in the crowd.

Kira sent him a message. "The flight departed on time and will arrive on time."

Tyrone checked his watch, his gaze locked on the arrivals hall.

Minutes later, a group of passengers emerged, including a young girl about four or five years old. Bundled in a thick coat and leather boots, she resembled a Little penguin. Her small hands rested on her backpack straps as she trailed after an airport staff member.

"Jennie," Tyrone called out, waving his hand.

When Jennie spotted him, her face lit up. She rushed over and threw her arms around Tyrone, planting a kiss on his cheek. “Uncle!" she said with a toothy grin.

Kira applied for airport service. The staff didn't leave until they confirmed that Tyrone was Jennie's family.