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Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Chapter 877
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Chapter: 877

Drawing nearer, he spotted three men in casual clothes intimidating a young lady.

The woman’s attire was disheveled, and she trembled in fear, huddled against the side as

tears streamed down her face.

On hearing Trevor, she lifted her face. Recognition sparked in her eyes, and for a brief

moment, hope flared.

One of the men sized up Trevor. “You brat! Listen, kid, you’re in over your head. Keep out

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of this!”

Trevor shook his phone and didn’t flinch. “If you’re smart enough, get out of here. The

cops are on their way.”

Upon hearing this, the three exchanged glances. “Ha! You have poor judgment! Go to

hell!”

They lunged at Trevor. Despite his valiant effort against the three, they soon overpowered

him, pinning him to the ground.

The young lady tried to intervene but was met with a flurry of kicks One of the assailants

paused. “Enough. Cops will be here any second.

Time to go.”

“Run!”

They scattered in a hurry.

Flat on the ground, Trevor took a deep breath, slowly pushing himself up. Brushing off the

dirt from his attire, he reached out to assist the girl. “Are you okay? Let’s get up. Once the

officers are here…”

Before he could complete his sentence, the girl fainted.

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With no other option, Trevor lifted her and started making his way out of the alley.

Glancing down at her face, recognition hit him. It was that girl!

He accidentally bumped into her in the mall, and then he met her two times near the

company. They were all brushed past, but he remembered clearly.

He didn’t expect to meet her again.

And he was grateful for it. Who knew what might’ve happened had he not been there?

Trevor got a room in a nearby hotel. He gently Laid Shirley down on the bed, then checked

his reflection in the bathroom mirror, noting the many bruises that marred his face.

He mentally thanked his busy schedule. By the time of their corporate celebration, these

bruises should have faded.

The idea of Sabrina seeing him like this was unbearable.

There weren’t any drugstores close by, and the hotel lacked any suitable ointment.