Scars Of A Broken Bond

Tyrone’s frustration reached its peak. “Since you want to be so formal with me, what is your plan for compensating me after I assisted you in retrieving your wallet from the thief? And to pay me back for saving you from the crowd? I saved you from Raul, helped you relieve the effects of the drug and sent you to the hospital for urgent treatment. How are you going to thank me for that? Why don’t you pay for all of that?”

Sabrina frowned, taken aback by Tyrone’s sudden change in demeanor. She hadn’t expected him to haggle over every detail.

But what he said was true. He had helped in many ways, and Sabrina couldn’t be ungrateful.

After a moment of contemplation, Sabrina said, “Well, okay. Thank you for getting my wallet back for me. How much reward do you want?

And thank you for saving me from the crowd. Perhaps I can give you a medal for that.

About Raul drugging me, I didn’t ask for your help. You did it out of kindness, and I’m grateful to you. How much money did that kindness cost? I’ll pay you back for that as well.

accident, I will also pay

add the incident with Raul to annoy him. He clenched his teeth. “There’s no need for that! If you want to

sighed. She wasn’t surprised that he would think of

would even be willing to give him all the properties

ties would be cut, and

that wasn’t an option.

seemed inevitable, which also meant

agreed, her voice filled

now. I’LL contact you when

then hailed a taxi