Scars Of A Broken Bond

“No, carry on without me.” Tyrone waved his hand.

And that was enough for the vice director.

Tyrone’s presence was enough of an honor.

Tyrone then loosened his collar, revealing his collarbone, and decided to take a breather outside.

“Mr. Blakely!” Evelyn assumed he was leaving.

With a measured gaze, Tyrone said, “Just getting some fresh air. It’s a bit stuffy in here.”

Evelyn blushed and displayed an embarrassed expression

waiter

with cutting the cake, Tyrone slipped away to the end of the corridor, sending a

waiting outside for some time, Tyrone still felt

to the room, the cake had been cut

of cake. “Mr. Blakely, would you care for a slice? It’s

said in a hoarse voice, pointing at a

cake on the table, she asked, “Perhaps a

watch and picked up his coat from the sofa, he announced, “It’s getting late. Time for me to head home. You

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behind him, Evelyn asked,

Blakely, do stay a