Lounging against the sofa's backrest with a lazy demeanor, he turned his head to face her. His eyes sparkled with an alluring glint under the bright lights. "I stick to black coffee to keep my sugar intake in check. Getting older as a man means battling with weight gain, especially when one hit their thirties. It requires a lot of effort to maintain my figure. I'm not like fresh college graduates, full of sunshine and energy."

Sabrina was taken by surprise at this revelation.

She was captivated by his gaze and failed to catch the trap in his words. “Young men are full of energy, yet they lack experience and maturity in handling situations. On the other hand, older men might not possess the same youthful vigor and looks as the young ones, but they make up for it with their sophistication. However, it's important to remember that not all men fit these generalizations."

“So, are you inclined towards older or younger men?" Tyrone asked.

“Of course I like... Well, it depends." Sabrina hesitated, almost revealing too much.

Averting her gaze, she sensed there was more to his inquiry than met the eye.

With composure, Tyrone noted, “You've got a point. Today's world seems to have made many youngsters less driven. But then you have men like Raul eager to rise to the top.”

His words hinted that he equated Trevor with Raul.

However, Sabrina failed to grasp his point. Instead, she remarked, “Possibly. Yet, there are men who actively seek progress, like Trevor.

When he received an urgent work notification, he skipped lunch and headed straight back to the office."

A shadow crossed Tyrone's face. “I heard through Sergio that he's interning at Blakely Group's research center?”

“That's right."

"Do you think I should suggest his supervisor ramp up his training?"

His hidden wish? For Trevor to be too occupied to even consider having ‘Lunch with Sabrina.

Sabrina eyed him skeptically, replying, "Don't."

Was he playing favorites now?

What prompted this sudden shift in conversation?

After some moments, she recognized the drift in their discussion.

They'd spent quite a while conversing on that couch.

She stood up and said, "I need to check on Jennie."