Scars Of A Broken Bond

Sabrina proffered.

“Why not tell me what you want now?”

Tyrone responded, “Let’s reserve that conversation until we’re in the company.”

Curiosity piqued, she pressed, “Why not share your thoughts now?” “It’s complicated. Discussing it here wouldn’t be suitable,” Tyrone explained.

Sabrina hesitated briefly before relenting, “Very well.”

Her reluctance to visit his company was palpable.

with familiar faces, a sight Sabrina initially sought to avoid, dreading the curious

some contemplation, it dawned on her that her post-divorce interactions with Tyrone didn’t necessitate clandestine maneuvers. Considering their connections within the Blakely family, appearing together in public was hardly a cause

might have

chauffeur deftly maneuvered the car into the subterranean garage. Descending from the vehicle, Sabrina and

was on the highest floor, where Sabrina’s former

his secretaries and their expressions were impeccably

Sabrina emerged from the elevator together, the secretaries seated at their desks gracefully raised

exception stood out.

had

Left the company in