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Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Chapter 780
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Chapter: 780

“Good girl!” Sabrina responded, patting Jennie’s head affectionately.

On Monday morning, Sabrina dropped Jennie off at Tyrone’s place.

She didn’t even step foot inside, simply letting Jennie carry her bag of clothes in by

herself.

Once inside, Jennie tossed her bag onto a table, her lips pursed in frustration. She sank

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into the sofa, asking, “Karen, is my uncle around?”

“He didn’t come home last night.”

A wave of annoyance rushed over Jennie, causing her to give the table a good kick.

Where on earth had he gone?

Had something happened the previous day?

He was really useless.

Grabbing a milk bottle from the kitchen, she lounged on the sofa, taking a sip. She then

used her smartwatch to dial Tyrone’s number.

It seemed like ages before someone picked up.

Just as she was about to end the call, a groggy voice answered, “Who is this? Jennie?” The

man sounded like he’d just been roused from sleep.

“Uncle, snap out of it! Where’ve you been?” Jennie’s voice had an urgency.

Seemingly collecting his thoughts, Tyrone replied, “I’m on my way home, Jennie.”

Roughly twenty minutes after, a car pulled into the villa’s driveway.

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Tyrone, looking exhausted, paused to massage his temples before leaving his car and

heading into the Living room.

His attire from the previous day was disheveled and wrinkled. His unkempt hair and the

overpowering scent of alcohol painted a clear picture.

Jennie wrinkled her nose in distaste, using her little hand to fan the air and making a cute

pouting expression. “Uncle, did you dive into a barrel of wine?”

Tyrone answered, “I need a shower and a change of clothes. We can chat after.”

Tyrone made his way upstairs

Jennie watched his back, her shoulders shrugging in resignation.

Did she need to guess?