Scars Of A Broken Bond

“Of course,” Darren replied, reaching into his jacket pocket to retrieve a folded contract. He nudged it towards her.

Sabrina picked it up.

The contract was a total of five pages. Darren had thought of all aspects. It was written in great detail without any Loopholes.

After reading the contract briefly, Sabrina put it on the table. “My case might be dangerous,” she said after having a sip of coffee.

“Why don’t you tell me about it?”

Sabrina scanned the cafe, keeping an eye out for potential eavesdroppers or individuals who seemed suspicious.

sensed her unease. “I remember there’s a restaurant with private rooms nearby. Why don’t we

nodded in

two made their way to the

sat across from Darren, ordering coffee

speak freely,

a moment while in thought. Then she asked, “Do you

hadn’t mentioned the risks in your situation, I might have mistaken this for another of Mr. Blakely’s

besides

surprise, and he sat up straighter in his

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