When Bettie arrived home from work and saw Jennie there again, she had mixed feelings.

Sabrina avoided eye contact, afraid that she would meet Bettie's disdain for her.

She couldn't refuse Jennie. The little girl was so cute that Sabrina found it impossible to say no.

During dinner, Sabrina noticed that Bettie seemed a little down. She could sense that something was bothering her friend.

Initially, Bettie seemed fine, but after spending some time on her phone, she appeared downcast.

"Bettie, is everything alright? You seem a bit down."

"Yes," Jennie echoed.

“It's nothing," Bettie mumbled.

“Your expression doesn't say that."

Bettie ran her fingers through her hair, pounding the table with frustration, and muttered, "What should I do? The get-together of my classmates at high school is just two days away.”

“So why are you so upset?"

“Well, my ex-boyfriend will be there as well."

“Would it be okay if you didn't go?"

“They urged me to join them, and I'd feel guilty if I don't go," Bettie said, rolling her eyes.

“It's fine. There's nothing to be worried about. I'll go with you."

Bettie's face lit up with gratitude. She leaned over and gave Sabrina a peck on the cheek. "You're so kind, Sabrina."

Jennie eagerly joined in and kissed Sabrina on her other cheek.

Once Tyrone was sure that Jennie was safe with Sabrina, he headed to the club where he had arranged to meet with Damon.

As Tyrone entered the private room, he found Damon inside, alone, pouring himself a drink.

At the sound of the door, Damon looked up and greeted Tyrone. "Please take a seat."