Chapter: 215
Tyrone glanced at Sabrina, his face lighting up with a grin, “Sabrina, your humor isn’t
appreciated. Regardless of your issues with Evelyn at the office, your jest wasn’t
appropriate.”
He couldn’t help but recall Evelyn’s earlier words.
Even without Evelyn’s heads-up, he wouldn’t have believed Sabrina’s words.
Evelyn had been a loyal employee at Blakely Group for quite some time, he was well-
acquainted with her demeanor and competency. Add to that, Evelyn had a long-term
boyfriend. How could she possibly have feelings for him?
Sabrina sunk into quiet contemplation.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHow absurd! Tyrone had dismissed her words outright. Then why was he pretending to
care?
She had momentarily overlooked Tyrone’s prowess in pretense. How could she have
mistaken his feigned concern as genuine?
As the clock was nearing her lunch break, a message from Tyrone popped up on her
screen.
“Join me for lunch in my office.”
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Her fingers hovered over the keyboard as she typed a reply. “I was planning to eat at the
canteen.”
However, she couldn’t bring herself to send it. After a moment’s hesitation, she erased her
initial response and sent a curt “Alright.”
As she entered Tyrone’s office, she was greeted by a table laden with food.
As Sabrina moved closer, her eyes landed on a familiar packaging sitting next to the lunch
box.
Tyrone noticed her gaze shifting to the cupcake and said, “Didn’t you have a fondness for
this cupcake? I got it for you. Save it for dessert.”
She was taken aback, realizing that Tyrone was attempting to appease her with a sweet
treat.
Such tactics might have worked in the past. However, the sight of an
Afternoon Time’s cupcake now soured her mood completely, to the point where she lost
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmher appetite for Lunch.
She decided to perch herself on the farthest corner of the sofa, distancing herself from the
cupcake as if it was something to be feared.
Tyrone took a seat across from her. As they were eating, Sabrina abruptly put down her
cutlery and announced, “I’m finished.
Tyrone looked up. “Is that all you’re going to have? Eat some more.”
Remembering the baby, she forced herself to consume a bit more.
“Thank you for the meal.” After finishing her meal, she promptly got up to leave.
As he observed her impassive expression, Tyrone furrowed his brows and reminded her to
take the cupcake.
The sight of the package on the table was enough to make Sabrina uncomfortable.