Scars Of A Broken Bond

Sabrina scooped up a bit of braised pork and said, “Have you considered this? You’ve just returned from overseas, so you might not be fully aware of the current industry conditions here. Perhaps your father got tricked by the supplier?”

After some contemplation, Trevor admitted, “That could be the case.”

Sabrina took a drink and proposed, “Here’s a thought; I’ll tap into my connection to get a re-evaluation. We’ll also commission an independent agency for a second opinion.

If the test results turn out the same, it’s possible there’s an issue with the materials. If your father isn’t aware of it, then the supplier should be the one responsible. In that scenario, even if the homeowner had some kind of grudge against your father, there wouldn’t be much they could do.

But if the test results show a difference, it’s possible it’s a false accusation. In that case, we should consider whether the homeowner might have conspired with the authorities.”

At Sabrina’s words, Trevor’s eyes sparkled with gratitude. “Sabrina, I can’t thank you enough! Without your help, I honestly wouldn’t have a clue about my next move!”

need for thanks. Now, let’s enjoy our meal.” Sabrina smiled and looked calm. “Remember, you’re just beginning your

“Okay!”

Trevor replied, nodding enthusiastically.

faded, but his

quickly averting his

from her appearance

it turned out that he and Sabrina shared the same hometown, something he hadn’t

feelings for her shifted from

volunteered to assist him,

sure about one thing; Sabrina was the one