Tyrone settled into the single sofa opposite Damon, who promptly poured a glass of wine and handed it to him. After taking a sip, Tyrone got straight to the point. “Have you found the right person I asked for?"

"Don't worry. There are plenty of suitable girls here for you to choose from. It's just to seduce Trevor, isn't it?"

He sympathized with Tyrone. Who would have thought that Sabrina would fall in love with Trevor?

Damon dialed a number, and within minutes, several young and beautiful ladies entered the room one after the other.

They lined up, waiting for Tyrone to choose one among them.

Standing behind them was a man who looked unpleasant, perhaps their pimp.

Although he knew Damon, he was unfamiliar with Tyrone.

When he met Tyrone's piercing gaze, he felt anxious, and his heart began to race. Quickly diverting his eyes, he timidly handed a dozen folders over to Damon and said, “Here are the files with their information."

Without glancing at the documents, Damon handed them to Tyrone and said, "You choose."

Tyrone took the files and flipped through them, page by page.

The room was quiet, and the air was thick with tension.

After what felt like an eternity, Tyrone finally reached a page and read a name on it. “Which one of you is Shirley?"

The girls glanced at each other and pursed their lips. Then one hesitantly stepped forward and looked down submissively. "Sir, I'm Shirley.”

Tyrone narrowed his eyes and gave Shirley a sharp once-over

After a moment, he said indifferently, "You stay. The rest of you can go."

The man with the girls spoke up boldly. "Aren't you going to choose one more?”

Did they only want one woman?

“No need," Damon replied.

“Okay, then. Shirley, serve the two gentlemen well," the man said before leaving with the rest of the girls.

The others reluctantly left the room with disappointment etched on their faces, leaving only three people behind.