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Chapter: 189
She was the intruder in the story of Tyrone and Galilea.
How they’d been so affectionate days ago; how her heart ached now.
His tender gestures were merely a performance.
The realization hit hard. @
Her trust in him was shattered.
“Sabrina? Is that you? What a pleasant surprise to see you here.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtA known voice echoed beside her. Sabrina turned to see a man with a mask and a hat, his
eyes alone visible.
Despite the disguise, Sabrina recognized Bradley at once. She composed herself and
offered a smile. “Bradley! You seem to pop up wherever I go these days.”
Bradley revealed part of his face, replying, “Had a lunch meeting with the TV staff earlier.”
He gestured to the upper floor of the club and shot Sabrina a sideways glance. “You
seemed troubled, thought you might be here at the bar.
Took a chance, and there you are! Didn’t anticipate running into you for real. Why didn’t
you respond to my texts?”
“Sorry, my phone is turned off.”
“Are you hiding here?”
His question sounded more like a confirmation.
Sabrina responded by pursing her lips and sipping her Sprite.
“Don’t let the online noise get to you. I detest such unprincipled journalists who can
weave any tale for their gain.”
Bradley had caught the day’s headlines too. He figured Sabrina was upset and sought to
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmsoothe her.
“When I started in the industry, I too was fixated on online chatter.
Over time, I realized they’re just a fraction of the billions, strangers I’ll likely never meet.
They can’t know me, only the narratives spun by journalists. Why then should their views
matter? My life is far more vibrant than theirs. Eventually, all this will fade into oblivion.”
“You’re right,” Sabrina responded with a smile.
But her real concern was not public opinion, but Tyrone’s actions.
Outsiders couldn’t harm Sabrina; only Tyrone had that power.
Sabrina was accustomed to interacting with the press for her work, promoting MQ
Clothing’s merchandise and managing various projects. So, she had a clear grasp that
most online users merely jumped on the bandwagon.
They witnessed only what someone desired them to.