Scars Of A Broken Bond

Moments ago, Rupert had warned that Tyrone might track them down, but he hadn’t anticipated being discovered this quickly.

As they remained silent, Tyrone refrained from probing further.

Instead, he asked, “Are Gossip About Love, News Disclosure, and Entertainment Industry’s Secrets your accounts?”

Their response was a collective, heavy silence.

The tall man felt his heart pound in his chest as he dropped his gaze.

Despite his previous bravado, he knew Tyrone’s revenge would be swift and none amongst them were brave enough to step forward.

Recognizing their reluctance, a young man applied pressure to an injured employee’s leg, eliciting a sharp cry. With his eyes filled with terror and sweat dripping down his face, the man looked around fearfully.

young man surveyed the group, then

are our accounts, but I’m not responsible for them. They have nothing

directed his gaze to the taller man. “Who is responsible? Who commanded you

man, swallowing hard, retreated

employees trembled

the tall man forward, nervously confessing, “Barnes manages the accounts, and Rupert

involved

don’t pin this on me! You’re the one

to do with me? Without Simms’ connections to other companies, how could I have

me, I