Scars Of A Broken Bond
Chapter 1517

Mrs. George let out a deep sigh and said, “I assumed you had changed your mind since you asked meout.”

“No. I want to ask for your help with something.”

Mrs. George took a drag of her cigarette and arched her eyebrows questioningly. “If you are seekingmy assistance, are you prepared to give yourself as a thank-you gift?”

Tyrone shook his head. “I’ve prepared other gifts for you.”

“But I only want you.”

“Mrs. George. Tyrone stared at Mrs. George calmly, his expression unwavering.

“ALL right,” Mrs. George compromised. “What do you want me to do for you?”

If she couldn’t be his lover, she could be his friend.

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

After hearing Tyrone’s request, Mrs. George nodded her head. “It’s not a big deal.”

She sighed and continued, “Tyrone, your love for your wife is evident.

I can’t help but envy her.”

After Tyrone left, Mrs. George gave the photo Tyrone had given her to her subordinates and askedthem to bring the man in the photo to her as soon as possible.

Tied up and with a hood over his head, Richard was taken to a strange place. He was so terrified thathe kept shuddering uncontrollably as different nightmare-inducing scenarios kept playing through his

mind.

Ever since Richard’s contract with Sabrina came into full effect, he didn’t need to do anything else butpretend to be Sabrina’s boyfriend.

Therefore, he didn’t need to go to the bar. He was at home resting when he heard someone knock onhis door.

Oblivious to what awaited him on the other side, he sauntered over and turned the door knob. Thesecond the door was opened, a hand clamped over his mouth. Then, he was yanked outside. His armsbound tightly, he was taken into a nearby vehicle.

Richard’s mind raced. Who were the kidnappers? Why did they kidnap him?

Richard’s nerves were frayed and he felt lightheaded. He had no idea where he was, but all he couldsmell was the strong fragrance in the air.

“Madam, here he is,” a man announced in a rough voice. Richard could tell that the person who spokewas standing to his side.

“Okay. Free him,” the female voice drawled.

“Yes.”

Richard garbled eagerly. The second his hands were untied, he quickly took off the hood and the rag inhis mouth.

Finally free of his restraint, he looked up and saw that he was in an exquisite and gorgeous chamber. Astrange woman sat on the sofa in front of him.

The woman was stunning, with impeccable makeup. Her bold red Lips were impossible to ignore, andher permed hair cascaded in large, elegant waves behind her with effortless grace. She was wearing alimited-edition dress. It showcased her delicate thighs to perfection.