Scars Of A Broken Bond

A few minutes later, Sabrina’s number was sent to Rita. Rita dialed Sabrina’s number without hesitation.

“Miss Chavez, someone’s calling you,” Sabrina’s assistant informed, handing over the ringing phone.

Sabrina, currently engrossed in her work, had recently hired a driver and two temporary assistants to handle various aspects of her life.

One assistant handled her photography invitations while another one took care of her crew-related responsibilities. There was a dedicated special assistant responsible for her foundation.

She didn’t fancy being addressed in this manner, but her assistants seemed to prefer it.

The assistant, a senior student juggling part-time work, had nearly completed her thesis with just a few courses left. Planning to work for Sabrina for a few months, the assistant found Sabrina’s arrangement suitable since Sabrina didn’t have other commitments later.

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displaying an unfamiliar number from Violetholt, Sabrina guessed

I finish the

“Alright, I understand!”

gaze fixed on the script, Sabrina drifted

over two decades since they last saw each other. Rita wouldn’t just appear

what could

back to reality when the sounds of others in the dressing room reached her ears. She composed herself, attempting to push aside

phone, “Hello, I’m Sabrina’s assistant. May I ask

her mother. Please ask her to answer

momentarily

it were truly Sabrina’s mother, why