Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Chapter 12

Chapter: 12

Seeing Sabrina’s departure, an employee whispered, “This should be interesting. There’s

always been tension between Evelyn and Sabrina.”

Sabrina stormed into Evelyn’s office. “Why has Darlene been replaced as the

spokesperson?”

Evelyn, unfazed by Sabrina’s arrival, sauntered over with crossed arms.

“Why so angry? Let’s sit and talk.”

“No need for pleasantries. Mr. Blakely has passed the cooperation. What business is it of

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yours to meddle with MQ Clothing’s affairs?”

Retorting, Evelyn spat, “Why shouldn’t I interfere? Who are you to yell at me? If it weren’t

for your deceased father, you wouldn’t even be the brand director of MQ Clothing. Take a

good look at yourself!” ©

Coldly, Sabrina responded, “You’re not in a position to judge me.”

She wouldn’t let anyone slander her father.

The employees had begun to divert their attention from their computers to the escalating

argument.

“What? Did I hit a nerve? Weren’t you the one who joined the company by sadfishing?

You’ve been ensnaring Mr. Blakely, haven’t you?”

Evelyn scoffed.

She had seen Sabrina exiting Tyrone’s car and visiting his office frequently.

Evelyn had discovered that Sabrina was adopted into the Blakely family simply due to her

father’s liver donation to Tyrone’s grandfather.

A hint of jealousy flickered in Evelyn’s eyes as she remarked, “What a shame. With

Galilea’s return, Mr. Blakely barely spares you a glance

If your short-lived father could see you now.

Slap!

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The office fell silent.

The employees exchanged wide-eyed looks.

Evelyn, hand to her cheek, stared in shock at Sabrina. “Sabrina! You struck me! Your

father reaped what he sowed with a shameless daughter Like you…”

“If you can’t respect others, I’ll show you how it’s done,” Sabrina retorted frostily.

She raised her hand once more, but the impending slap didn’t land.

Someone seized her wrist.

Sabrina turned, trying to free herself. She froze upon recognizing the face. “Mr. Blakely.”

Tyrone surveyed Evelyn with an icy stare, then turned to look at the other woman. “You

both have too much time on your hands. Directors squabbling in full view of the staff? Is

this the example you set? What do you take this company for?”