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Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Sabrina pretended to ask casually, “By the way, did you manage to sort out the issue from yesterday?”

When the topic came up, Trevor’s eyebrows knitted, and he felt a touch of irritation, but he didn’t want to reveal it to Sabrina. “No worries. It’s all sorted out.”

“You’re lying. Your expression says otherwise.” After playfully teasing him, Sabrina said in a serious tone, “If you ever need help, don’t hesitate to ask.”

Feeling a bit embarrassed, Trevor cast his eyes downward.

In his mind, returning to their homeland meant they were somewhat out of touch with old acquaintances. Facing such challenges without a supportive network seemed inevitable.

However, Sabrina stood apart from the rest. Rooted in the community and with ties to the influential Blakely family, her connections were vast.

Perhaps she had the means to help him solve it.

If the evidence was enough, settling the medical expenses would suffice.

After contemplating, Trevor divulged the entire story to her.

When Trevor uttered the words “my father,” Sabrina’s heart raced for a moment .

She took a shrimp, slowly peeled it, and savored its taste.

Once Trevor finished speaking, Sabrina took a moment, swallowed, and said, “Sounds Like someone might be deliberately causing trouble.”

Trevor nodded and said, “Exactly my thought. The man seems less interested in resolving the issue and more in dealing with my father.”

Sabrina was amused by his words

“But even if there’s an issue with the materials, shouldn’t the decoration company be the one responsible for this situation?”

“My father’s crew works under that company, but he oversees the material selection,” Trevor clarified.

With a thoughtful nod, Sabrina reached for another shrimp. Holding his gaze, she ventured, “Can I ask a question? Are you absolutely certain about the quality of the materials your father used? It’s not that I’m doubting you, it’s just important to the situation.”

To many, Zeke had the reputation of a former kidnapper. It wouldn’t be out of character for such a man to opt for subpar materials.

Yet, through Trevor’s eyes, Zeke stood as an honorable and revered father, deserving of unwavering trust.

Maybe that was why Zeke seemed uninterested in arguing, while Trevor was completely convinced he wouldn’t engage in such actions.

“I’m sure,” Trevor asserted confidently. “My father is a truly honest person. He’s been in the home decorating business for years, and this is the first time he’s found himself in a situation like this.”

The term “honest” made Sabrina briefly divert her gaze, a fleeting smirk suggesting deeper thoughts.

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