Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Chapter 1142

“Tyrone handed Larry over to the police? When did Tyrone become aware of this? As far as

I know, Larry couldn’t think of such a reasonable testimony.

If what he said is false, I think it must have something to do with Tyrone.”

Blayze added, “This is purely speculation on my part, of course. You know more about your

ex-husband than I do.”

Sabrina lowered her head and pondered. Blayze’s insights carried merit.

At what point had Tyrone become aware of Larry’s involvement in her father’s demise?

Sabrina experienced a sudden revelation, recalling the day she went to Tyrone’s company.

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After his meeting, he had taken a phone call and went out.

Upon his return, she had noticed he bore the marks of injuries. He had embraced her in

silence, his demeanor turning inexplicably peculiar. However, he had chosen to remain

reticent about the incident.

Tyrone must have known about the truth at that time.

Larry was his brother, and the victim was her father. Tyrone had refrained from immediate

disclosure, opting instead to dispatch Larry to surrender himself a few days later, right

before Hobson arrived in Mathias.

If Larry was the mastermind, it appeared plausible that Tyrone had contrived a plan to shift

blame onto Galilea, perhaps in an effort to erase some existing evidence and fabricate

new ones over the past few days.

But would Tyrone truly facilitate Larry to get away with it in such a manner?

Sabrina hesitated to assert that she knew Tyrone thoroughly, yet she harbored doubts

about his involvement in such a scheme.

At eight o’clock in the morning, as the door swung open and Blayze entered the chamber,

Kira was found sipping her tea on the sofa.

He shut the door behind him and assumed an air of cold arrogance, seating himself

gracefully before Kira. “Mrs. Blakely, how may I be of service to you?”

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Kira offered a gentle smile and replied, “I have a matter of great significance.”

“I’m not certain we can discuss anything of great importance,” Blayze responded

dispassionately.

“Then why have you graced me with your presence?” Kira inquired, raising an eyebrow.

“There are no everlasting friends, only everlasting interests, as they say. I believe you

understand this.”

Blayze, his frame gently reclined against the sofa’s back, regarded Kira in silence.

Kira pressed on, her voice imbued with intent, “You must be the one who manipulated

Hobson’s confession, am I correct?”

Blayze, a shrewd businessman whose every move was driven by personal gain, remained

the focal point of the unfolding drama.