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Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Chapter 45
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Chapter: 45

“That’s simple. She’s still unmarried, isn’t she? Arrange her marriage, and her husband

will surely keep her in check for you.” @

“Interesting thought.”

Upon hearing the commendation, the man broke into a grin.

Suddenly, Tyrone rose to his feet and gave a swift kick to the man’s knee.

Caught unawares, the man collapsed to his knees, pain shooting through his leg.

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The room fell silent in shock.

Gazing coldly at the man, Tyrone warned, “Regardless of how Sabrina behaves, she

remains a member of the Blakely family. I won’t tolerate such comments again.”

“Yes, yes.”

“Let’s leave.” Tyrone turned to Galilea. “I’ll have the driver take you home.”

Sabrina returned to her room, her exterior calm but her heart throbbing in pain, leaving

her spiritless.

The next day, the three of them had business to attend to, so they cut their conversation

short.

Bradley covered the bill, and they all headed for the parking lot.

Waving goodbye, Aylin informed, “My car’s over there, so I’ll take my leave.”

“Alright.” Sabrina nodded at Bradley. “I should get going too.”

Bradley reminded her, “Don’t forget our dinner at my place.”

“I won’t.”

Aylin, who hadn’t gone far, looked taken aback, her eyes widening. She stared at Sabrina

in disbelief. Had Sabrina already met Bradley’s parents?

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Was Bradley the boyfriend Sabrina had been talking about?

Given Bradley’s flourishing career, maybe Sabrina chose to keep their relationship under

wraps to avoid complications.

Believing she stumbled upon something significant, Aylin was astounded.

Sabrina remained oblivious to the narrative Aylin had crafted in her mind.

Upon reaching her villa, Sabrina walked in with her handbag, only to find Tyrone sitting on

the Living room couch.

He was still clad in his suit, reclining on the couch, his arm serving as a pillow, appearing

to be asleep.

The sound of the door stirred him awake. Slowly lifting his arm, he opened his eyes to lock

gazes with Sabrina.