Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Chapter 989

Bang! A resounding cacophony ensued as the computer, keyboard, and folders on the

table were swept to the floor with a thunderous crash.

The screen plunged into darkness. Beside him, Kylan held his breath, head bowed,

endeavoring to make himself inconspicuous.

“Keep a vigilant eye on her now! I wish to witness the extent of her endurance!” Tyrone

exclaimed, his teeth clenched as he tugged at his collar.

“Yes, sir,” Kylan responded before swiftly departing. On the subsequent day, Galilea had

only one scene, albeit a combat sequence that required intricate wire stunts.

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Having conferred with the director, Galilea had arranged for Sabrina to assume

responsibility for the fight scene as her substitute.

Sabrina remained entirely oblivious to the fighting scene. In order not to delay the

shooting progress, she came to the set early to learn martial arts.

The martial artist director was glad to witness Sabrina’s dedicated effort, noting her lack

of complaint even as she was suspended by wires. Nonetheless, he couldn’t help but sigh

at the fact that she was merely a stand-in.

Upon completing her studies, Sabrina glanced at the time and then set off for Galilea’s

residence.

Galilea’s abode was a splendid two-story villa, its sole occupant being Galilea herself.

When she arrived, Sabrina entered the password to get in.

She stood in the hallway, surveying the expanse of the Living room before ascending the

staircase to the bedroom. “Galilea? It’s time to get up! Can you hear me, Galilea?”

“Alright!” came Galilea’s muffled response from within her room.

Sabrina descended to the lower floor, busying herself with the preparation of breakfast

and setting it meticulously upon the Living room table.

Suddenly, a radiant glint of white light caught her eye. She stooped down, discovering a

man’s watch clandestinely nestled beneath the table.

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The presence of a man who had spent the night at Galilea’s dwelling was unmistakable.

Sabrina discreetly nudged the watch beneath the sofa, feigning ignorance.

Her thoughts whirled as she contemplated the identity of the man capable of sharing

Galilea’s bed. He must wield considerable influence in the entertainment industry or

perhaps hold a prominent role as a producer.

Silently, Sabrina dispatched a message to Darren.

Sabrina was no fool. Her endurance as Galilea’s assistant for a month would be all for

naught if Galilea were to backtrack on their agreement.

If she could dig out any dirt on Galilea, she would at Least sway Galilea’s decision with the

evidence she gathered when Galilea attempted to retract their commitment, even though

she couldn’t compel Galilea to testify.