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.

“I remember there’s a restaurant with private rooms nearby.

Sabrina nodded in

way to the nearby restaurant with

across from Darren, ordering coffee and

said, “Please speak freely, Miss

for a moment while in thought. Then she

Tyrone Blakely’s ex-wife,” Darren answered. “If you hadn’t mentioned the risks in your situation, I might have mistaken this for another of Mr. Blakely’s escapades with

have another identity besides being Tyrone’s ex. My father is

he

Connor’s death spread worldwide. He was young, passionate, and inspired by the esteemed journalist’s