‘S$ someone coming to pick you up?"

"Nope."

Without hesitation, Trevor stood up and said, "Mind if I escort you?”

While Sabrina's initial instinct was to decline, she paused and agreed.

“Sure.”

Trevor's elation was evident. “Let me speak to the staff about arranging a car."

“Sounds good."

Upon entering the hall, Tyrone caught sight of Sabrina and Trevor leaving together.

Standing at a distance, he had a hand on his forehead, radiating an aura of chilly detachment.

Tyrone's anger flared up. He balled his fists so tightly that they made a creaking sound.

Who did Trevor think he was, daring to be with his woman?

The car stopped at the gate of the community.

Dressed in her down jacket, Sabrina got out of the car.

As Trevor came to join her, he asked, “Can I accompany you to your door?

With a gracious smile, Sabrina declined, “Perhaps another time. It's better to get a ride home swiftly. No need to keep the driver waiting."

Embarrassed, Trevor chuckled and resettled in the car, saying,


“Alright, I'm off."

In his mind, a priority surfaced; he needed to invest in a car, and soon.

“Take care."

With a casual wave, Sabrina spun around, making her way into the residential complex.