Scars Of A Broken Bond

“Yes.”

Wayne bantered, “As soon as Miss Ramirez returned from the bathroom, she announced that she was heading back to her room. She seemed to have lost her appetite and mentioned she just ran into a scum. Mr. Carter, you still have a Long way to go.”

Lance chuckled. “Well, it’s better to be disliked than treated like a stranger.”

When Jennie returned to her room, she was about to call Tyrone. To her surprise, she received a call from him.

Jennie instantly rushed to the bathroom to answer the phone and whispered, “Tyrone.”

“Jennie, where are you?” Tyrone asked.

anyone. He only used that as an excuse under the guise that he was returning her key so he could see her. But Tyrone’s plan backfired. When he drove Sabrina’s car back to her apartment,

Sabrina is taking some photos here. Tyrone, come quickly. That photographer wants

Don’t worry. I’ll be

the phone, Tyrone located their location and asked Kylan to pre-book a hotel for him and find out more about the photographer,

his brows with a sudden realization. “Are you sure the photographer who went with Miss Chavez is called

wrong?” Tyrone raised his

then lowered his

“It’s Blayze Fowler.”

The son of the Fowler family should

that,” he mumbled. “He was the president of the International