Situated in the premiere seat, Galilea turned her head and waved at Tyrone. "Tyrone, over here."

"Let's go." Tyrone cast a quick glance at Sabrina before walking over.

Sabrina's glowing face dulled.

She had anticipated that she and Tyrone would sit together alone.

She had presumed she had won Galilea this time, but the truth was bitter.

“What are you doing lingering there?" Tyrone turned to query Sabrina.

Downcast, Sabrina inhaled deeply, and proceeded to take a seat next to

Tyrone, uttering, “Quite unexpected to see Galilea here.”

Galilea, as pale as moonlight, nibbled her lower Lip and murmured, "I apologize, Sabrina. My agent wanted me here. I wasn't aware you'd be present. If you're uncomfortable, I can switch to the back."

With that, she stood and started to retreat.

Tyrone seized her wrist and stated, "You can stay here."

"But..." Galilea peeked at Sabrina.

"Don't worry. She won't be bothered."

Sabrina's fingers, resting on her dress, clung to the fabric. Her heart throbbed with a pain that suffocated her breath.

How could Tyrone assume she wouldn't mind?

She had feelings!

She sealed her eyes, attempting to regain her calmness, but it was futile.

Sabrina burned with jealousy seeing Tyrone's tender exchange with Galilea.

She grabbed a brochure nearby, providing details about the auction items for the evening. They were all famous, accompanied by images.

In desperation, she sought to divert her mind with it, else she was certain to lose her sanity.

Despite her efforts, flipping through the pages, she couldn't concentrate.

"You Like this?" Tyrone whispered suddenly.

Startled, she peered at the brochure in her hands, resting on a page displaying an emerald bracelet named “Heart of Ocean." It complemented her attire flawlessly.

She nodded in agreement

"I'LL purchase it as a present for you," Tyrone declared.