Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Chapter 1217

“First time being your photographer, I’ve got to be on point, right?”

Sabrina replied with a grin, her camera capturing the carefully set- up scene. She seemed

too engrossed at her work to notice Bradley’s reactions.

“I’m going to prep myself,” Bradley announced.

“Go ahead,” Sabrina said, still engrossed in her camera, unaware of Bradley’s lingering

gaze.

Bradley really wanted to know about what had transpired between her and Tyrone.

Was her affection for Tyrone that profound?

Could she truly forgive Tyrone for the latter’s infidelity?

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“Mr. Morgan?” The assistant’s voice jolted Bradley from his reverie.

Bradley snapped back to reality, briefly glancing at Sabrina before retreating to the

dressing room.

Two days earlier, Bradley’s team had sent Sabrina a detailed request document, which she

had meticulously analyzed. However, this inaugural photoshoot was proving less than

smooth sailing.

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The collaboration between Sabrina and Bradley was somewhat discordant, resulting in

less-than-steLlar photos.

Bradley appeared preoccupied throughout the process, and _ they progressed at a snail’s

pace.

Lost in her own musings, Sabrina remained oblivious to Bradley’s altered state. She

mistakenly attributed the issues to her own shortcomings and resolved to rectify the

situation.

Bradley closed his eyes, rubbing his temples as he attempted to push last night’s events

from his mind.

Despite the initial hiccups, the photo shoot went on smoothly.

Upon reviewing the photos provided by Bradley’s team, Sabrina swiftly grasped their

quality standards, striving to align her work accordingly. This adjustment significantly

boosted their efficiency.

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Bradley underwent multiple outfit changes, each marked by distinct scenes and styles.

As the shoot concluded, the clock neared eight in the evening, leaving everyone

thoroughly drained.

“Okay, let’s call it a day!” Bradley’s agent nodded approvingly as he inspected the photos

in Sabrina’s camera.

Relief washed over the entire crew.

Bradley, in particular, visibly relaxed, rising from his seat and stretching.

“Thank goodness it’s over. I’m off to change my clothes.”

However, just a few steps away, Bradley paused and turned back to address Sabrina and

his agent, “Sabrina, don’t leave now. Let’s have dinner together. Duane, could you please

book us a chamber at Conway’s?”

Duane glanced at Bradley and winked at him.