Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Chapter: 843
Flustered, Galilea tried to keep calm, saying, “Really, Tyrone? Are you sure? Aren’t you concerned about Sabrina’s tarnished
image? Surely that will reflect poorly on you, won’t it?”
Why did he change his mind so soon?
“Do you really believe I’d be swayed by idle chatter? Damon, take her...”
“Remember, she’s part of the Blakely family. Aren’t you worried about tarnishing your family’s name? Aren’t you afraid of ruining
your grandfather’s reputation? He’d done so much for charity. Can you bear to see Sabrina ruin the Blakely family’s reputation?”
Galilea’s voice quivered with unease.
Tyrone held his response.
Seeing that her words struck a chord, Galilea quickly proposed her terms. “If you just let me go, we won’t meddle in each other’s
affairs anymore, and Sabrina’s background and this photo will never be exposed.
This is definitely not a loss for you!”
She longed for Tyrone’s proposal to marry her.
However, she knew he wouldn’t agree at the moment, so she had to settle for a second option.
“How many copies exist? If you wish to negotiate a deal, present every original and duplicate,” Tyrone demanded.
“If I hand them over, I lose my Leverage. What if you suddenly go back on your word?” Galilea countered.
“Damon, send her back!” Tyrone’s voice shouted.
“Fine! I’ll surrender every copy, originals and all,” Galilea quickly agreed,
Tyrone’s eyebrow arched, a hint of amusement in his gaze, and he said, “Considering you played a role in my grandfather’s
death, it’s against my better judgment to release someone Like you. Yet, out of respect for the Blakely family’s name and my
grandfather’s Legacy... Damon will go with you. Ensure all copies are destroyed. After that, you’re free to go.”
With a sigh of relief, Galilea said, “Okay.”

After the negotiation, it was time for her to leave.
Galilea caught her reflection in the glass. She was momentarily stunned, feeling the weight in her legs.
She used to be so beautiful, but somehow, she ended up like this.
A sorrowful smile crossed her lips as she made her way to the door.
Pausing at the door, she turned, eyes brimming with melancholy, and whispered, “Tyrone, did you ever truly Love me?”
A hush settled in the room for a moment.
“Uncle Tyrone! I’m here!”