Scars Of A Broken Bond

“Sure, go ahead. Seems like you have got a lot on your plate.”

As Lance rose and made his exit, Brady and Sierra reclaimed their seats at the table.

Brady, however, couldn’t quite shake off his discontent over Lance’s indifferent demeanor, prompting him to inquire, “Who exactly is he?”

Sierra shared what she knew, her voice tinged with curiosity.

“I only know he’s a friend of Blayze from Blayze’s time overseas. He’s quite the enigma. When he returned from abroad last year, he paid a visit to the Fowler family’s residence with Blayze, and that’s when I first crossed paths with him.”

Lance’s good looks had captivated Sierra from the moment they met.

She had quizzed Blayze about him, learning of his previous stint at a foreign investment company and his plans to return. The implications suggested Lance hailed from a humble background, making Sierra reconsider any romantic notions.

to have an air of familiarity as he seated himself at a table graced by

Brady’s lips took a more pointed

someone of

without a response from Sierra. Brady, lifting his gaze, noticed Sierra’s gaze fixated on the two beauties

of the captivating women

her phone, an all-too-familiar figure made a beeline in

N G E L A ‘s L I B R

man’s face was

breath, Bettie vented her

curiosity piqued. Then, with an air of composure,