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

a waiter walked in

herself with cutting the cake, Tyrone slipped away to the

for some time, Tyrone

he returned to the room,

spotting him, brought him a piece of cake. “Mr. Blakely,

said in a hoarse voice, pointing

Evelyn put the cake on the table, she asked, “Perhaps

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

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Evelyn asked,

Blakely, do stay a bit longer,” an