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 door

“Aren’t you Leaving?”

was still

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

the dim light, Sabrina merely gazed at Tyrone,

suddenly realized that she must have assumed

thought he had been summoned away by Galilea since he had been away

crossed her mind, Sabrina

or perhaps she just didn’t care

apparent harmony between