Scars Of A Broken Bond

“Kylan, why are you still here?”

Sabrina’s curiosity was piqued and she sought clarification.

“I… I wish to have a word with you.”

Kylan hesitated, his words carrying a hint of uncertainty. f course, please proceed.”

“In truth, Mr. Blakely had a compelling motive for supporting Galilea and accompanying her to the party,” Kylan divulged.

Over the preceding days, Tyrone had been ensnared in a disquieting emotional quagmire, an aura of unease encircling him, rendering those in his vicinity wary and apprehensive.

the CEO’s office, the secretarial staff tiptoed through their tasks, fearful of disturbing his

divisions, entrusted with documents necessitating Tyrone’s signature, lingered at the office threshold for a protracted span, their inner turmoil palpable. Eventually, they mustered the

internally with

that the root cause of this upheaval lay squarely at Sabrina’s feet. He decided to

by Kylan’s unexpected revelation. Her surprise was evident as she inquired, “What

your well-being as Galilea’s assistant. Fearing any potential injustices befalling you, he proactively negotiated with Galilea.

widened

her behalf? In that case, all those resources Galilea

me, are

vigorously affirmed. “Galilea vowed