Scars Of A Broken Bond

Just then, the door to Chamber 203 opened. Tyrone stepped out and paused at the doorway, seemingly waiting for someone inside.

Alice turned to Keilani, her curiosity evident. “Do you know that guy, Keilani?” she asked.

Keilani didn’t reply immediately. Instead, she noticed a woman stepping out of the chamber. Something about the woman seemed familiar.

Tyrone took the woman’s hand with a practiced ease as if he’d done it countless times before. They walked off together, chatting and laughing.

Watching them, Keilani felt a surge of emotion. Her grip tightened on her legs, her eyes clouding with a mix of jealousy and anger. So that was why he was so cold toward her. He already had someone else in his life.

Suddenly, Alice gasped. “Isn’t that Sabrina?” NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

Keilani’s heart skipped a beat. She looked again at the woman with Tyrone, her teeth clenched in fury. That was why the woman Looked familiar. It was Sabrina. It was always Sabrina!

Keilani’s hands balled into fists. Sabrina had been a thorn in her side ever since they met. She wouldn’t let it slide.

Seeing Keilani’s expression, Alice said meaningfully, “Lance seems to have a thing for her. He’d be heartbroken to see this.”

Keilani’s resentment toward Sabrina grew. What was so special about Sabrina? Her brother held affection for her, and Blayze protected her.

Even Tyrone harbored feelings for her. Everyone seemed to be drawn to her. Why? Why did Sabrina get all the good things? Keilani couldn’t accept it.

Shortly after returning home, Keilani received a message from the manager revealing Tyrone’s identity. Tyrone was the head of the Blakely Group.

Keilani furrowed her brow. “The Blakely Group?” she muttered. She hadn’t heard of it before and assumed it was just some unknown, small-scale factory.

With a smirk, Keilani searched online to learn more. As she scrolled through the information, Keilani fell silent, a scoff escaping her lips. Even though it was a big company, so what? In her mind, someone as arrogant as Tyrone probably ran a failing business.

Curiosity piqued, Keilani stumbled upon a video of Tyrone giving a speech. She clicked on it, her finger hesitating before selecting another video.

With each passing moment, her initial disdain wavered. She found herself captivated, unable to look away. Despite his earlier rudeness, Keilani couldn’t deny the intrigue he sparked in her.