Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

“No, carry on without me.” Tyrone waved his hand.

And that was enough for the vice director.

Tyrone’s presence was enough of an honor.

Tyrone then loosened his collar, revealing his collarbone, and decided to take a breather outside.

“Mr. Blakely!” Evelyn assumed he was leaving.

With a measured gaze, Tyrone said, “Just getting some fresh air. It’s a bit stuffy in here.”

Evelyn blushed and displayed an embarrassed expression

this moment, a waiter

away to the

some time,

room, the cake

of cake. “Mr. Blakely, would you care

a hoarse voice, pointing

Evelyn put the cake on the

Checking his watch and picked up his coat from the sofa, he announced, “It’s getting late. Time for me to

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him, Evelyn asked, “You’re leaving already?

Blakely, do stay a

have fun.” Tyrone exited