Scars Of A Broken Bond

Sabrina remained stoically silent until he was out of the apartment.

Then she shut the door with a loud bang.

Tyrone stared at the door and touched his nose.

Sabrina returned to the sofa, sat down and started eating her Lunch. This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

The food Tyrone cooked was really delicious.

After lunch, Sabrina returned to her work. She was in the midst of it when she received a message from the editor-in-chief.

The message read, “Sabrina, we need a photographer for an inside page of the new issue of our company’s financial magazine. The other photographers are not available. Can you come?”

Sabrina replied, “When? What is the deadline?”

“We’ll shoot tomorrow. And there’s almost a month left before the photo needs to be submitted. Don’t worry.”

“Okay.” Sabrina asked, “Who is the interviewee this time? Do you have any photos of that person?”

“The interviewee is the person in charge of Brown Tech. He doesn’t have any photos. I will try to get a life picture of him. His secretary said that he likes a simple and lively style. You can think about it.”

“Okay, I understand,” Sabrina replied. But she was curious. Weren’t financial pages like this interviewed and photographed in the office?

Why was a company like that located in Philade?

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Sabrina thought for a while and asked, “Where is the shooting taking place? The office or studio?”

“Studio.” A few seconds later, the editor-in-chief sent another message. “The secretary has replied. He will be there on time.”

“Okay.” Sabrina tried to suppress the doubts that arose in her mind.

Until the shooting started, she still didn’t see a photo of her client. However, the focus of such financial news was usually the content of the interview.

Anyways, such high-level executives were usually old. It didn’t matter how many pictures they took. They always appeared the same. No one would pay attention to the photos.

Sabrina submitted the photos of the new pair of rings, but the person in charge had not yet replied.

The next day, Sabrina went to the studio and found the staff setting up the scene.

At half past eight, the editor-in-chief sent a message, saying that that person had arrived at the dressing room and was doing makeup.

At about nine o’clock, Sabrina heard some noises outside and turned her head subconsciously.

The leader of the group was a handsome and tall young man in a navy blue suit. He was tall. He walked elegantly and nodded from time to time, conversing with the people around him. His every move screamed for dignity.

To his left was a strange man, and on his right, was the editor-in-chief whom Sabrina already knew. The makeup artists and assistant followed them.