Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Claire’s words made Sergio think of Marnie.
Marnie said her family was poor, and she had two younger sisters and one younger brother. She had dropped out of school early
to work and support the family.
With a snort, Sergio replied, “She can afford to rent a place next to the school, which means she is doing better than most
people.”
Claire was rendered speechless.
“Why are you so cold-blooded?”
Sergio shrugged. “I’m just making a reasonable analysis.”
“Don’t eat the cookies then,” Claire snapped and snatched the cookies away from him.
Sergio gaped at his mother.
Perhaps because Wanda refused Horace’s offer to come and apologize to Sabrina in person, Horace called Sabrina the next
day.
Seeing that it was a strange number from Violetholt, Sabrina assumed it was Rita calling, so she didn’t answer it. Sabrina had
blocked Rita’s number before which was probably why Rita was using another number to call her.
A short while later, the phone started ringing again.

Sabrina wanted to blacklist the caller but she wasn’t certain that it was Rita, so she decided to answer the call first. She would
wait for the person to speak and end the call if it was Rita on the line.
But instead of Rita’s soft feminine voice, a middle-aged man’s voice came from the other side. “Hello?”
It wasn’t Rita.
“Hello?” Sabrina answered. “Who is this?”
“Is this Miss Chavez? This is Horace Fowler.”
Well, it was not Rita but Rita’s husband.
“Oh, Mr. Fowler. What can I do for you?”
Sabrina surmised that Horace was calling because of Sierra’s wrongdoings.
Last time, Rita had drugged her just to make sure the Garrett family didn’t catch Sierra.
Judging by Rita’s attitude toward Sierra, it was safe to assume that Rita would go to any lengths just to make sure that Sierra
didn’t go to jail for being the mastermind behind kidnapping her. Rita might even want her to tell the police the kidnapping case
was nothing more than a game between Sierra and her.
“Can I call you Sabrina? I have always admired you since I first heard of you. Later, when I found out that you were Rita’s
biological daughter, I told her more than once that I wished you could come to the Fowler family so I could take you as my own.”
“Thank you, Mr. Fowler.” Sabrina smiled slightly.

“I honestly didn’t expect Sierra to make mistakes again and again. She digs her own grave. Rita and I had wanted to apologize
to you in person, but Mrs. Blakely said you didn’t want to see us, so I made this call.”