Scars Of A Broken Bond

Chapter 1177
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Chapter 1177

A subtle shift in her countenance revealed her consternation. With gritted teeth, she proceeded to dialBlayze’s number.

Glancing at his screen, Blayze courteously interjected, “Excuse me.”

“Please, go ahead.”

With his phone in hand, Blayze retreated to the emergency exit, a serious demeanor etched across hisface.

“What’s the matter?” he inquired.

“Blayze, he’s disappeared!” Sierra urgently recounted the recent turn of events.

“I see,” Blayze responded with a furrowed brow.novelbin

He summoned his secretary, instructing, “Keep a watchful eye on all the building exits and arrange forsomeone to ascend through the emergency exit. Ensure every floor is thoroughly inspected.”

“Yes, sir.”

The secretary, having personally witnessed Tyrone and Ben entering the elevator, knew with certaintythat Tyrone had reached the thirty -second floor.

As Sierra encountered Ben waiting for the elevator on her way out, and nothing seemed amiss duringher journey to Tyrone’s room, it was clear that if Tyrone had indeed sought to depart, he must havetaken the staircase.

Descending the stairs would consume precious time, indicating that Tyrone was likely still within thebuilding.

With the exits blocked, there was no escape for Tyrone. The effects of the drug would inevitably catchup to him.

Upon concluding her call, Sierra impatiently stamped her feet in frustration.

She hadn’t anticipated Tyrone’s sudden disappearance.

While retouching her photos, Sabrina’s phone chimed with another call from Tyrone after an hour.

Glancing at her screen, she gracefully answered, “Hello? What’s going on?”

“Sabrina, I’ll send you my location. Come and pick me up.”

Tyrone’s deep voice, notably huskier than usual, emanated from the other end of the Line.

It felt as though he was concealing something, his words tinged with ambiguity.

Sabrina swiftly checked his messages and ascertained that he was in a hotel.

“Where’s your driver? And Kylan?” inquired Sabrina.

“The driver has headed home. Kylan is swamped with his work,” Tyrone responded before she couldutter another word.

His words carried a note of urgency.

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