Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Chapter 1270

Bettie had reckoned that the blind date might grow impatient and depart before they

graced the scene.

The bar buzzed with a kaleidoscope of patrons, each submerged in their own world.

Bettie and Sabrina, however, managed to secure a cozy booth, summoning two drinks to

their service.

With her phone in hand, Bettie sent a message to her blind date, saying, “I’m here. Where

are you?”

A swift response from her date appeared on her screen.

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“Haven’t made it there yet. Just hold tight.”

“Alright,” Bettie typed back, her fingers drumming with mild frustration.

“This guy’s clock seems to tick slower than mine,” she quipped to Sabrina with an arched

eyebrow.

Angela’s Library

In a dimly lit corner not far from the entrance, a man lounged in a booth, sipping on his

wine with an air of nonchalance. His gaze darted intermittently toward the entrance,

hinting at anticipation.

This gentleman was a sight to behold, with sharp features framed by golden-rimmed

glasses and an unmistakable air of affability that drew others in like moths to a flame.

Before long, a parade of admirers approached him, both men and women, all seeking his

company. Yet, he politely turned them all away, preserving his solitude.

Then, as a particular figure entered and took a seat, his eyes ignited with enthusiasm.

With a swift gulp, he prepared to rise, only to be intercepted.

“Lance?” Sierra gracefully made her way toward him, a radiant smile gracing her face.

“Meeting you in Mathias is quite the coincidence, don’t you think?”

Lance nodded in agreement, returning her smile.

“Indeed, quite a surprise.”

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Sierra, in her sociable demeanor, proceeded to introduce Lance to Brady.

“Brady, meet Lance Carter, a friend of Blayze’s. And this is Brady Garrett, Blayze’s

childhood chum.”

Observing Sierra’s somewhat flattering introduction, Brady cast a discerning eye over

Lance. Extending his hand, he offered a cordial greeting, “Hello there.”

Raising an eyebrow, Lance took a moment to appraise Brady before reciprocating with a

handshake.

“Hello,” he replied, his tone holding a hint of detachment.

“I do have other matters to attend to, so I won’t be able to entertain you for long.”

Sierra beamed, acknowledging the abrupt departure of Lance.