Scars Of A Broken Bond

The stout man shook his head quickly. He was afraid that she would play tricks on him if he gave her the chance.

“Tell me the number, and I’ll call him.”

Sabrina had no choice but to give the man Tyrone’s number.

Her heart beat a fast rhythm.

If Tyrone knew she was missing, wouldn’t he intuitively comprehend the situation?

She had promised herself that she wouldn’t ask him for help, but here she was, with no other choice than to trouble him once again…

The stout man called the number, and it was answered almost immediately.

and he sounded as if

on the phone sounded quite young. She wasn’t lying to him,

in a sinister tone, “Are you Corless, the

are you?” Tyrone demanded, his gaze narrowed. The question was a little strange, but based on the current situation, Tyrone had a niggling suspicion, so he

question as an answer in the affirmative

who I am. What matters is that I have your daughter. If you don’t want anything to happen to her, you must get five million in cash.

“How dare

Ramirez is worth it or

my… I have to know my daughter is

put the phone