Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Keilani’s expression soured. “You… Are you insulting me in a roundabout way? Do you even know who I am?”

Tyrone walked away, ignoring Keilani completely.

Keilani, watching his retreating back, angrily stamped her foot. She was really upset. No one had ever spoken to her that way in her entire life. She felt Tyrone was disrespecting the Wilson family.

From the doorway of a nearby chamber, Kira observed the scene, deep in thought.

Keilani quickly followed Tyrone and saw him enter a chamber. Then, she turned and headed upstairs to the manager’s office.

The Wilson family were a prominent family, and they owned this restaurant.

Keilani, greeted her respectfully, “Miss Wilson,

fuming over Tyrone’s words, asked, “Do you know who’s

The manager was puzzled. He had been busy with reports all morning and hadn’t noticed who was in that chamber. “I’m not sure. I haven’t

to describe Tyrone, “He’s about 6.06 feet tall, handsome, but his origins are a

tell where he was from. But

rare, expensive luxury brand she’d seen with a friend. This detail alone told her Tyrone was wealthy. Had he been from Philade, Keilani was sure

Keilani a cautious look. “I honestly don’t know,” he admitted. With so many customers daily,

commanded, “Check the security footage and tell me who he is.” She

I’ll get on it

opened the window, and settled

puzzled, asked, “Why’d you open the window,