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Tyrone scoffed.
“I’ve come to see you. You’re so preoccupied that you don’t even have a moment for your
ex-husband?”
Sabrina offered a tired smile.
“I’ve been swamped recently. If you don’t have anything else to discuss…”
“Are you engrossed in the foundation’s establishment?” Tyrone interjected, his words
deliberate.
“Yes,” Sabrina replied, nodding, seemingly oblivious to the frustration in his eyes.
Tyrone advanced a step closer and inquired in a hushed tone, “So, are you contemplating
severing ties with me and the Blakely family?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSabrina responded with composure, “I’ll continue visiting Wanda whenever I find the
time.”
Tyrone persisted with his questioning, “Then why establish the foundation all of a
sudden?”
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Facing Tyrone’s scrutiny, Sabrina maintained her calm demeanor.
“I just feel that keeping the money for myself is rather pointless. Why not put it to good
use by helping those in need?”
Recollections of her lonely childhood resurfaced when she learned about Rita’s true
identity not long ago. Those memories remained vivid in her mind.
In a twist of fate, she found herself with these assets in her hands, which prompted her to
establish the foundation.
Tyrone harbored doubts regarding her explanation.
He regarded Sabrina with a cold stare and pressed, “Once you’ve donated all the money,
you could leave without any reservations, right?”
Sabrina was visibly taken aback.
Truth be told, that was exactly how she planned to do.
Currently, she still had scenes to shoot. During this period, she would appoint a suitable
deputy director and other management personnel for the foundation.
Once the shooting concluded, she could embark on a journey to anywhere her heart
desired.
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She had once been willing to relinquish everything for Tyrone, but now, she was willing to
part ways with him for the sake of her future.
Observing Sabrina’s silence and her expression, Tyrone knew he hit the nail on the head.
He clenched his jaw, overwhelmed by a mix of anger and despondency.
His eyes bore a heavy, brooding gaze, and he lowered his head to inquire, “Why the
sudden urge to leave? Is it because of Larry? What if Larry didn’t kill your father? Would
you still hold me responsible for it?”
Sabrina suspected that if she refuted the notion, Tyrone might resort to fabricating
evidence to incriminate Larry.
As she gazed into his profound eyes, Sabrina found herself momentarily stunned. She held
her breath and said, “I don’t intend to leave.”
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