Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Chapter 1250

Or maybe it was because of Wanda. Larry was going to be sentenced.

Did she have to keep this secret from Wanda forever? Could she truly sustain this facade

indefinitely? Wanda was remarkably astute.

Wouldn’t she notice something about Lena and Frankie?

Perhaps it was also because of Tyrone. Despite Tyrone’s vigilance against Larry, Sabrina

knew Tyrone considered Larry like a brother.

Was there no way for Tyrone to help Larry evade the consequences?

Even if he didn’t want to assist, could she still approach Tyrone without hesitation?

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Furthermore, once the case’s results were revealed, it would establish Galilea as a

legitimate victim of the kidnapping, providing a valid reason for her so-called trauma and

mental health issues. In that case, Galilea wouldn’t face legal punishment.

It was maddening.

Restless, Sabrina sank into a daze on her sofa.

Tyrone had also received the news.

He promptly headed to the police station to inquire about the situation.

The director, with a resigned sigh, shook his head, indicating his helplessness. He knew

Galilea might not be entirely innocent. Certain evidence hinted at issues that remained

unresolved. Nevertheless, superiors had exerted pressure to expedite the case’s

conclusion and forward it to the procuratorate.

Tyrone didn’t press the director but asked about the identity of the person applying

pressure.

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

Although not explicitly stated, the director provided a subtle hint.

Leaving the police station, Tyrone tried calling Sabrina.

However, her phone rang for an extended period, yielding no response.

Perplexed, he instructed the driver to head directly to Sabrina’s residence. Unexpectedly,

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as the car began to move, a message from Sabrina arrived.

“Don’t come over. Leave me alone.”

Tyrone was taken aback.

With a sigh, he directed the driver to return to the company.

As Sabrina found herself lost in thought, her phone buzzed with an incoming call from Kira.

The conversation at the police station that day still weighed heavily on her, casting a

somber cloud over her mood.

“Hey, Mrs. Blakely, What’s up?” Sabrina greeted, her tone a touch frosty.

Kira’s response was laden with haughty condescension as she retorted, “Oh, why so

indifferent?”