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Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Chapter 209
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Chapter: 209

But Sabrina knew from their years of working together that Evelyn was very diplomatic

and had two faces.

She wouldn’t target her without reason.

“Why can’t it be?”

“Is it because you’re in love with Mr. Blakely, Evelyn? You resent me because you’re

jealous. An ordinary person Like me got adopted by the Blakely family. Isn’t it unfair that I

get to be closer to Mr. Blakely?” Sabrina boldly guessed.

“Sabrina, what kind of rubbish are you spouting? Don’t defame me!”

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Evelyn’s face twisted in anger.

“What’s wrong? Did I hit a nerve?”

“T have no clue what you’re insinuating,” Evelyn deflected, and quickly exited the

confrontation.

As Evelyn left, Sabrina shot a cold smile in her direction, then headed back to her office.

Once back in her office, Evelyn pondered for a while before messaging Tyrone. “Mr.

Blakely, kindly overlook any offensive remarks Sabrina might have made.”

“2?” was Tyrone’s delayed response.

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“Never mind. I just thought it prudent to inform you.”

If he had faith in Sabrina, it could become a challenge for her to remain by his side.

In the evening, as Sabrina was wrapping up her day at work, a text from Tyrone lit up her

phone. There was a dinner party he had to attend that night, and he suggested that she

head home alone.

Instead of requesting a driver, Sabrina chose to hail a taxi to Maplefield Square.

She had a craving for their cupcake.

“Kindly hold on here for a bit, I’ll fetch something and return shortly,” Sabrina instructed

the driver, hopped out of the vehicle, and darted into Maplefield Square.

The bakery, known as Afternoon Time, had been a staple in Maplefield Square for

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countless years, and had amassed a fervent following.

The moment Sabrina stepped in, she was met with a bustling crowd.

She immediately bee-lined to the display case on the left, asked the bakery staff to pick

out a cupcake and a cheesecake for her. Once she had paid, she made her exit.

Exiting the bakery, Sabrina bumped into two ladies. Muttering an “excuse me,” she

prepared to sidestep them and proceed on her way.

Suddenly, a familiar voice stopped her. “Sabrina?”

Sabrina halted and spun around, spotting Galilea, the one masked and hatted among the

two women.

The other woman was her assistant.