Scars Of A Broken Bond

A few seconds later, his call was answered..

A man asked, “Mr. Blakely, what seems to be the problem?”

“I need you to unmask these bloggers within a day.”

Tyrone’s patience with the media had clearly been exhausted, their repeated provocations wearing thin on his tolerance.

“Rest easy. By tomorrow, you’ll have your answer.”

Once the call ended, Tyrone returned to the website.

Kylan had already instructed technicians to scrub the posts.

retreated to the master bedroom, carefully shutting the

“Aren’t you Leaving?”

awoken by the sound. Her voice was still raspy with sleep as she squinted

awake, Tyrone approached the bedside, his brows furrowing. “Leave?

Sabrina merely gazed at

suddenly realized that she must have assumed he was on the phone with

summoned away by Galilea since he had been

mind, Sabrina didn’t feel an overwhelming

to it, or perhaps she just

well aware that the apparent harmony between