Chapter: 876
True to her word, the senior student posted her photo with Blay. Her face? Masked with a
quirky cat emoji. But Blay? Clear as day.
Sabrina tapped on the image, eyebrows Lifting in surprise. Even without anyone pointing it
out, the man was strikingly attractive, blessed with impeccable facial structure.
Yet, for some reason, Sabrina had a sense of familiarity when she looked at him, like she
had encountered him before. She sifted through her memories but couldn’t pinpoint where
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtshe might have seen him.
Bun jumped onto the bed and rubbed against Sabrina.
Caressing Bun’s small head, a sudden burst of inspiration struck Sabrina.
His eyes and his brow line mirrored Tyrone’s! No wonder he seemed so familiar!
The Blakely family, spanning from Cesar to Leroy, Larry, and Sergio, was a gene pool of
good looks. Their unifying trait? A soft, almost ethereal glow.
Larry, for instance, appeared gentler, reminiscent of the male supporting roles depicted in
certain s.
Tyrone, however, stood apart, with sharp features
She’d come across photos of Elijah, who bore a closer resemblance to Larry.
It seemed Tyrone’s intense eyes and brows took after his mother’s side.
And Tyrone’s mother? She must’ve been a captivating beauty. To Sabrina, she remained a
mystery
Interestingly, even Tyrone himself wasn’t familiar with his mother’s face.
Rumor had it that Elijah brought Tyrone back home. Neither Cesar nor Leroy had ever met
Tyrone’s mother, leaving her existence or whereabouts a mystery.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBlay’s look was eerily similar to Tyrone‘s.
Though the mediation went smoothly, the suppliers hadn’t settled their dues. For now,
Trevor still relied on public transport.
At precisely six thirty-three, he alighted from the bus, pacing down the pavement.
It was dark outside and there were few pedestrians on the road.
Out of the blue, frantic cries pierced the air. “Help! Help! Someone, please help!”
His expression grew grim. He Listened intently and discerned that the plea for assistance
emanated from the alley up ahead.
He marched toward the entrance of the alley, which appeared utterly dark within.
ALL he could discern were faint figures and a woman’s distressed sobs As Trevor dialed the
police, he dashed forward, yelling, “Stop!”