Sabrina's hands, which had been on Tyrone's shoulders, froze.

With that interruption, clarity returned to Tyrone instantly.

He opened his eyes and looked into her eyes.

Her eyes sparkled with clarity.

Their lips were mere inches apart, their breathing intertwined, yet they remained motionless.

Receiving no response, the person outside eventually turned away. Tyrone said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry, I Lost myself."

Sabrina just Looked down, emotionless.

Following her sight, Tyrone saw that his big hand was still in the wrong place.

He stepped away quickly, saying, "You can dress up first."

Sabrina adjusted her dress, silently exited the restroom.

With cold water splashing his face, Tyrone tried to center himself before making his way to the main hall.

Out of nowhere, someone stepped in his path. "Mr. Blakely, can I talk to you for a moment?"

It was Evelyn.

The impending trial against Evelyn was Looming.

Evelyn hoped to reach a private settlement, but Tyrone's appointed attorney had other plans.

She was determined to speak with Tyrone alone.

“No, you can't," Tyrone responded and walked past her.

Growing more anxious, Evelyn pursued him. "Mr. Blakely, regarding the defamation case..."

Stopping in his tracks, Tyrone coldly interjected, "I've entrusted that case entirely to my attorney. There'll be no private settlements."

Then he continued walking.