Scars Of A Broken Bond

Chapter: 976

In the blink of an eye, the reason behind his father’s summons became crystal clear to Blayze.

An hour later, Blayze found himself boarding a plane bound for Violetholt.

Two hours passed and the aircraft touched down at Violetholt’s airport, where a waiting driver stood ready. Stepping off the plane, Blayze started his journey to his residence.

The Fowler family mansion, while not ancient, was a quaint townhouse nestled at the heart of Violetholt. The property market here was anything but forgiving.

The vehicle eased into the courtyard, and Blayze alighted, striding purposefully into the living area.

Fowler was engrossed in constructing a tower of toy building blocks on the carpet. His demeanor shifted to one of apprehension as

fifty, rendering him considerably younger than Blayze. Their interaction had been Limited and they were, in essence, half-siblings. Nicol harbored

overcoat, hanging it meticulously on the rack before slipping into comfortable

“Where’s dad?”

Nicol said, pointing toward

straight to the second story, arriving at the study’s entrance. With a composed

resonated

I be of service?” Blayze

now well into his sixties, had weathered the trials of time. Although his health had faltered before the onset of the new year, leaving him less vigorous

his eyes and brow from Marco, leaving no doubt

you’ve been in Mathias lately,” Marco inquired,