"Okay."

Tyrone and Sabrina walked inside slowly.

"Ah, Mr. Blakely, it's been ages..."

“Look, Mr. Blakely has brought his wife along..."

“A pleasure to see you, Mr. Blakely."

Many of the attendees raised their glasses in salute, engaging in pleasantries with Tyrone.

Traditionally, Tyrone's assistant would accompany him to these business gatherings.

Sabrina didn't know these people. So, as Tyrone mingled, she mainly played the role of a gracious companion, though the unfamiliarity caused her expression to tighten at times.

Perhaps noticing her discomfort and boredom, Tyrone made a point to introduce Sabrina to each new acquaintance they met.

Sabrina couldn't help but wonder why. She had no business ties with these people. So what was the point of all these introductions?

The other attendees seemed equally puzzled.

News of Tyrone and Sabrina‘s recent divorce was widespread, and a few had brought their daughters in hopes of making a match. However, seeing Tyrone whispering affectionately to Sabrina, they second-guessed their initial plan.

Growing restless, Sabrina gave Tyrone a gentle nudge.

He tilted his head, allowing her to whisper into his ear.

Sabrina whispered, "Can I sit over there?"

This party was not a place for Sabrina to stay.

She was uncertain why Tyrone was so keen on having her chat with everyone.

“Feeling tired?"

“Not tired, just a bit bored," Sabrina replied.

“Just a bit Longer," Tyrone coaxed.