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Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Chapter 477
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Chapter: 477

Osiris retaliated by seizing Evie’s hair.

The two were engaged in a fierce brawl.

Amidst the chaos, Osiris stumbled and reached out to grab Evie’s hand, but she

instinctively pushed him away with force.

A horrified scream tore from his lips as he tumbled down the staircase, collapsing in a

heap at the bottom, unmoving.

Evie, standing at the top of the staircase, gaped at the fallen Osiris, her mind reeling in

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shock.

Regaining her composure after a few seconds, she rushed down the stairs, dropping down

next to Osiris. “Osiris? Are you alright? Stop pretending!” she prodded him, but he

remained still.

As Evie was about to nudge him again, she noticed a growing pool of blood beneath his

head. Her complexion drained of all color.

She reached out a trembling hand to check for a pulse. Finding none, her heart seemed to

stop, and she slumped to the floor.

Meanwhile, Galilea sat on her bed, stunned by a call from Evie.

Evie’s voice quavered over the phone. “Galilea…I’ve killed someone…”

In a daze, Galilea hung up the phone.

The recent events were far beyond her comprehension.

Just the day before, she had found out Sabrina was her father’s secret offspring. Today,

her mother called to inform her of a kidnapping and an unintentional murder.

Her father was dead.

Evie, in her hysterics, pleaded with Galilea to seek Tyrone’s help, expressing her fear of

prison.

However, Galilea couldn’t even defend herself now, let alone expect Tyrone to listen to

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her.

After Evie had harmed Sabrina, how could Tyrone ever forgive her?

Evie accused her of being ungrateful before disconnecting the call.

Galilea felt desperate, knowing that not only would Tyrone not pardon Evie but also likely

exile her immediately.

She couldn’t leave.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t have any chance to be Tyrone’s wife again.

She was utterly alone.

Seated weakly on the bed, she felt utterly lost, unsure of what to do next.

After much contemplation, she finally decided to retrieve the phone number she hadn’t

dialed in years. With a momentary pause, she mustered the courage to make the call.