Scars Of A Broken Bond

“Okay. Sabrina glanced at Tyrone, raised her chin and said in a cool tone, “Sit over there.”

Sabrina’s tone bothered White and his expression darkened. “You.

Before he could finish his words, the editor-in-chief pulled him and pointed at Tyrone. “Mr, Blakely is not angry. Why are you angry? He is in a foreign country and has just met someone from his hometown, so he won’t care about it.”

White looked over and saw Tyrone obediently sitting on the seat. He didn’t appear angry at all. In fact, he was smiling softly.

White was left speechless. After a moment, he mentally shrugged his shoulders and decided that it was none of his business.

Tyrone didn’t want to make the shoot difficult for Sabrina, so he did everything she asked without complaints.

After taking a few photos, Sabrina stopped. She looked at the photos carefully and shook her head slightly. She was not satisfied with these photos. Then she took a few more photos.

Sabrina checked each of the photos again, but she was still dissatisfied.

White and the editor-in-chief were watching them from the rest area.

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When White saw Sabrina’s brow furrow for the umpteenth time, he frowned and asked, “Is the photographer you recommended capable of completing this task?”

The editor-in-chief walked over and inquired, “What’s the hold-up? Is something wrong, Sabrina?”

Sabrina displayed the photos on her camera, expressing her dissatisfaction, “I can’t capture good photos now.”

Perplexed, the editor-in-chief examined the photos and looked up at her, confusion evident. “Aren’t they good?”

Sabrina questioned, “Are they okay?”

“Aren’t they good?”

“Why are they good?”

“Aren’t you asking too much? Why don’t you let Mr. Blakely judge for himself?”

Sabrina looked up from the camera at Tyrone and said, “Come here and take a look.”

Tyrone stood up and approached. He inspected the photos on the camera and complimented with a smile, “They’re all good, Sabrina. You’re a good photographer.”

White also came over and glanced at the photos.

Considering Tyrone’s undeniable handsomeness, anyone could capture good photos. Why did Tyrone praise Sabrina as a good photographer?

Well, Mr. Blakely was quite kind and polite.

“Tell me the truth.”

“I’m telling the truth.”