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Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Chapter 224
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Chapter: 224

Sabrina, as the brand director, and Galilea, the brand ambassador, were scheduled to

interact as per the press conference agenda.

The thought of them sharing the stage was tantalizing.

The assistant glanced at the online chatter. “Is this really a good idea?”

Her colleague assured her, “It will be fine. Don’t worry. Ms. Chavez must have her

reasons.”

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The news was intentionally released by Sabrina.

Indeed, she was prepared for this.

Now somewhat of a public figure, despite the swirling negative rumors about her, served

as a magnet, drawing attention to MQ Clothing.

The fame of Tyrone and Galilea amplified this effect, morphing the forthcoming press

conference into a highly anticipated event.

Preceding the press conference, Tyrone messaged Sabrina. “I’ll meet you tonight. We’re

heading home together.”

Sabrina responded with a simple, “Sure.”

Having stayed behind after work, she messaged Tyrone that she would be waiting for him

in the car.

Sabrina proceeded to the basement parking, sliding into the back seat to kill time on her

phone.

About ten minutes later, Tyrone appeared in the basement parking.

He hopped into the back seat, instructing the driver, “Let’s go.”

The driver complied, pulling out of the basement parking.

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“Is it true Della is unwell?” Tyrone queried.

“She fell ill a couple days back and she’s still in the hospital. I visited her yesterday,”

Sabrina replied honestly.

Tyrone turned to her and asked, “You really planning to show up at the press conference

tomorrow?”

Having seen the news, he knew Sabrina was behind its release.

Undeniably, this move had paid off, generating a buzz.

Sabrina locked eyes with him. “Why shouldn’t I?”

“Well, of course you should. As long as it doesn’t scare you.”

“I’m not afraid of anything,” Sabrina retorted, exhaling.

She didn’t appreciate the scrutiny of being on camera, but that didn’t equate to fear.