Scars Of A Broken Bond

With a face shadowed by anger, Tyrone withdrew his phone and dialed a number.

“Do you have knowledge of Bradley’s current engagements? I need to know them all!”

“I’m not sure. I only know about a talent show, and he has a couple of advertisements to shoot. We’re also investing in a contemporary play, with him as the lead actor…”

“How are preparations for that? When does shooting begin?”

“We’re nearly ready. It should begin after Christmas…”

“The shooting will begin tomorrow.”

“What?” the person on the line exclaimed, clearly shocked, thinking they had misunderstood. “Mr. Blakely, are you serious?”

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just about money. Advancing the

days to negotiate. Three days from now, I want to

Okay. I understand. I’ll

matter if other actors couldn’t start, as long as Bradley could. Since he had no other commitments, he must

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call, Tyrone fixed his grim stare back on Bradley, knowing he had to endure

would you be going this afternoon?” Bradley inquired, accepting the garnishes from the waiter and setting them

planning to take the ferry. I’ve heard we can capture excellent views of the Opera House and the Harbor Bridge

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