Tyrone gazed upon Sabrina’s countenance, a profound smile adorning his face. He spoke with sincerity. “Since you seek the
truth, why not trade with me? It’s decidedly more prudent to engage in trade with me than Galilea. I shall never inflict harm upon
you, unlike her.”
Sabrina consistently cloaked her true intentions in veiled Language. This facet of her character remained unwavering.
Thankfully, this facet had remained unaltered. He derived pleasure from it. Especially when she uttered a resolute “no” during
their sexual intercourse.
Sabrina arched her head upward, her unwavering gaze fixated upon him. Tyrone got the hang of offering a proposal at the right
time.
Yet, after contemplation, it was a much better deal to make with Tyrone than with Galilea.
After all, Galilea harbored a deeper animosity toward her than the abductors themselves. Should she strike a deal with Galilea by
composing a letter of understanding, who could predict the extent of harm Galilea might inflict on her after the potential release?
Regarding Tyrone, she could discern his desired transaction. It was unequivocally of a carnal nature.
Tyrone perceived Sabrina’s silence, his once radiant smile dimmed.
“Are you truly inclined to compose a letter of understanding for her wrongdoing?”
Without hesitation, Sabrina replied, “Certainly not. I’m not naive.”
Having uttered these words, she peered at Tyrone with widened eyes.
“Tyrone, after all, Galilea was your ex-girlfriend. Don’t you genuinely wish for me to forgive her?”
“She must be held accountable for her actions.”
Tyrone cast a sidelong glance at Sabrina, a fleeting sadness flickering in his eyes. He then lifted his gaze and grinned.
“What’s this? Are you attempting to know something from me once more?”
If Tyrone’s suspicions were accurate, he ardently hoped that Galilea would face legal repercussions!
“Not really.” Sabrina arched an eyebrow before steering the conversation elsewhere. “I can strike a deal with you. But consider
this. Galilea has no escape route now. What if she contemplates divulging everything?”
“She won’t,” Tyrone assured.
Even if Galilea were to be incarcerated, her sentence would likely be measured in mere years.
However, if she dared to disseminate any information about Sabrina, Tyrone vowed to ensure that her prison term would stretch
into eternity.
In that case, for a fiercely competitive individual like Galilea, life would become a torment worse than death. Galilea possessed
the discernment to make the right choice.
“You seem to understand her quite well,” Sabrina remarked, arching her eyebrows.