Without saying anything, Tyrone retrieved her phone from his pocket and handed it to her.

Quickly taking it, Sabrina pivoted and settled onto the couch, trying to act casual. She then inquired, "Jennie, your uncle's heading to the hospital. Would you Like to join him, or would you rather stay here?"

LL... Stay at home “I'LL be on my way then, Jennie."

“Alright." Jennie nodded.

As Tyrone was about to turn around and leave, the young girl called out, “Hold on, Uncle!"

Jennie responded after thinking for a while.

“What's wrong?"

“You've got some of Auntie's lipstick right there!"

Sabrina was surprised. Her cheeks turned a shade of pink, while Tyrone looked quite pleased with himself.

Exiting the villa, Tyrone took one Last glance at the entrance before slipping into the back seat of the waiting car.

The driver revved the engine, inquiring, "Heading to the hospital, sir?"

"Yes."

Tyrone fetched his mobile and initiated a call.

Upon connecting, a courteous female voice answered, "Mr. Blakely?”

“What's the update?"

“I've encountered him a few times, but no significant progress..."

A shadow of irritation crossed Tyrone's face. “Speed it up. If you require resources, let me know. I can arrange assistance."

Detecting Tyrone's discontent, Shirley responded promptly, “Understood.”

After taking her medicine, Sabrina retreated to the master bedroom.

She powered up her phone and discovered messages from both Trevor and Bettie from the day before.