Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

“Sure, go ahead. Seems like you have got a lot on your plate.”

As Lance rose and made his exit, Brady and Sierra reclaimed their seats at the table.

Brady, however, couldn’t quite shake off his discontent over Lance’s indifferent demeanor, prompting him to inquire, “Who exactly is he?”

Sierra shared what she knew, her voice tinged with curiosity.

“I only know he’s a friend of Blayze from Blayze’s time overseas. He’s quite the enigma. When he returned from abroad last year, he paid a visit to the Fowler family’s residence with Blayze, and that’s when I first crossed paths with him.”

Lance’s good looks had captivated Sierra from the moment they met.

quizzed Blayze about him, learning of his previous stint at a foreign investment company and his plans to return. The implications suggested Lance hailed from a humble background,

smug expression, shifted his focus to Lance. Lance appeared to have an air of familiarity as

on Brady’s

for someone of mixed

Sierra. Brady, lifting his gaze, noticed Sierra’s gaze fixated on

Brady discerned that one of the captivating women seated across

as Bettie set down her phone, an all-too-familiar

E L A ‘s L

was etched in

breath, Bettie vented her frustration, “That bastard’s

an air of

smile revealed pearly whites as he addressed them,