Chapter: 801
Lance was their class valedictorian, an alumnus of the prestigious Mathias No.1 High School, and held top-tier university
qualifications.
Rumor had it he’d been thriving overseas in recent times.
That success might have bolstered his confidence to return.
Plus, he was quite the looker.
The people who accomplished things Like him didn’t look as good as he did.
And those who looked as dashing as him rarely matched his accomplishments.
After mulling it over, a name sprang to Bettie’s mind. “Well, there is someone...”
Sabrina eagerly inquired, “Who?”
Bettie paused briefly, then said, “Tyrone.”
Sabrina was speechless.
Grasping Jennie’s hand, Sabrina and Bettie exited the elevator.
As Sabrina fished for her keys, Bettie remarked, “You know, people Like Tyrant have all the allure to be chased by many. It
wouldn’t be surprising if they turned out to be scumbags, with all the attention they get.”
Unlocking and pushing the door open, Sabrina responded, “Can’t argue with that.”
“Speaking of which, how are things with Trevor? He seems Like a good match for you. But if he ever messes with you, don’t
hesitate to kick him to the curb.” Then Bettie lay down on the sofa.
“We’re still talking. He’s been swamped lately,” Sabrina replied in a calm tone.
Next to them, Jennie perched herself on the couch. When the adults’ conversation waned, she asked, “Does Tyrant mean Uncle
Tyrone?”
“Why nickname Uncle Tyrone as Tyrant?”
Bettie explained, “You see, Jennie, it’s because your uncle sometimes easily falls for others’ gossip, sort of like those gullible
kings from old stories. Get what I mean?”
” Sabrina was embarrassed for a moment.
Jennie appeared to agree, though she seemed ready to defend Tyrone. But recalling Sabrina’s previous advice, she held her
tongue.
After freshening up, Bettie retreated to her bedroom.
Sabrina, after a brief gaming session with Jennie, got ready for bed as well.