Scars Of A Broken Bond

Instead, they chose to walk on by or observe from a distance, not daring to intervene or approach the scene.

Someone pulled out their phone to record the incident.

But Sabrina remained unfazed and unafraid.

Throughout the commotion, Keilani continued to shout threats, “I will have my uncle put you both in prison! You will pay for this!” RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

Royce would undoubtedly take measures to prevent the video from being shared online.

Undeterred by Keilani’s threats, Bettie retorted, “Even if you were in the lion’s mouth, you’d still be yapping.”

Witnessing the unfolding drama from the car’s safety, Alice felt the time to intervene. She picked up a shard of broken glass from the dashboard and ran it along her hand, cutting herself.

Alice then stepped out of the car and feined an attempt to drive Sabrina and Bettie away. “Leave her alone. Stop beating her.”

Sensing the need to end the altercation, Sabrina stood up, clapping her hands in a finality gesture. Brandishing a safety hammer, Sabrina sternly warned Keilani, “If you dare try anything stupid again in the future, you will receive punishment much worse than being slapped!”

With that, Sabrina and Bettie confidently walked away.

As they entered an elevator, Bettie turned to Sabrina, her brow furrowed with curiosity. “Do you know the woman in the car? She looked familiar to me.

“Yes, her name is Alice. She’s the woman hugging Lance in the second photo I sent you. I didn’t expect that she would also come back. It seems that she is quite familiar with Keilani.”

The first photo was taken by chance when Sabrina was on location, but she didn’t capture Alice’s face.

Bettie’s expression shifted, a moment of realization crossing her features. “That’s why Keilani’s name is so familiar. I remember Lance making a call in front of me. He called the other person on the line Keilani.”

“Was that the time you told me Lance had a girlfriend?”

“Yes, I asked him if she was his girlfriend. He didn’t deny it.”

“Oh! Lance is a playboy. He dated two women who are friends,”

Sabrina remarked, sighing.

Bettie was speechless.

Alice hurried over to Keilani, asking, “Are you alright?” Alice assisted Keilani to her feet and untied the rope binding her wrists.

“Sabrina! You two are bitches! You’ll pay the price for this!”

Keilani’s shout resonated with pure hatred, her eyes aflame with anger.

With her cheeks red and swollen and her hair in disarray, Keilani was a disheveled mess.

Spotting an onlooker still lingering and capturing photographs, Keilani shot him a fierce glare. “What are you taking pictures of?