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.

through the phone, and he sounded as if he was

Sabrina. The person on the phone sounded quite young. She

said in a sinister tone, “Are you Corless,

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 didn’t outrightly

question as

don’t want anything to happen to her, you must get

“How dare you demand an exorbitant

whether Miss Ramirez is worth it or

my… I have to know my daughter is safe. Let

the phone near Sabrina’s