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Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Chapter 226
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Chapter: 226

Tyrone’s words only intensified this discomfort.

Tyrone thought Galilea had a golden heart. The thought was preposterous. @

A golden heart? Galilea? What a joke!

Galilea, noticing Sabrina’s silence, pressed on, “Sabrina, I realize you’re still harboring

resentment against me. If you don’t want this, give it back to me. I’ll discard it.”

With that, she reached to reclaim the paper bag from Sabrina’s grip.

“I’LL accept it. You can head off to your rehearsal now,” Sabrina replied nonchalantly.

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Other employees were present, along with surveillance cameras. If she denied the offer, it

might brew an issue.

She could imagine the surveillance footage surfacing on the internet the next day, with

accusations of her bullying Galilea.

“Thank you, Sabrina,” Galilea responded, a pleased smile on her face.

“Tyrone, I’m off to rehearsal. Make sure Sabrina eats the cupcake.”

And with that, she exited the room, following her assistant.

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Casually, Sabrina placed the cupcake on the table. As she was preparing to leave, Tyrone

interjected, “You’ve been working hard for quite some time. Why not rest and enjoy the

cupcake?”

As he spoke, he fetched the cupcake from the bag and slid it to Sabrina.

He was obedient to Galilea’s commands.

He would carry out any request she made without hesitation.

“Aren’t you a fan of it?” Tyrone inquired, seeing Sabrina’s inaction.

“Is it because it came from Galilea?”

With a deep sigh, Sabrina picked up the cupcake and took a bite.

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Oddly enough, the cupcake tasted similar to the ones she’d eaten before. A taste she used

to savor, now made her queasy.

Sabrina quickly covered her mouth, dashing to the trash can near the door, leaning over

to gag.

Tyrone was quick to follow, patting her back gently with a worried frown. “Are you okay? Is

it your stomach again?”

Cleaning her mouth with a tissue, she retorted, “Don’t ever buy it for me again. I don’t like

it.”

“Why the sudden change?”

He recollected how much she used to enjoy this cupcake.