Scars Of A Broken Bond
Chapter 796

"Sure!" Bettie eagerly agreed, nodding with enthusiasm.

"Let's go."

Grasping Bradley's arm, Bettie followed him trustingly.

Clearly, between the two men, her allegiance tilted towards Bradley.

Lance trailed behind them, his eyes beneath the lenses tinged with annoyance as he followed in silence.

Lance opened the door to their private room, holding the door for Bradley with a sidelong glance.

Upon entering, Bradley's eyes quickly located Sabrina.

Spotting Bradley and Bettie together, Sabrina quickly approached them, asking, "Bradley?"

"Sabrina!" Bettie exclaimed. Her eyes lit up, she gleefully hugged Sabrina.

"How did you two end up together?" Sabrina asked, wrapping an arm around Bettie for support.

Pushing his earlier standoff with Lance to the back of his mind, Bradley responded with a warm smile, "I was dining here when she mistakenly wandered into my room."

"Thank you," Sabrina expressed, playfully pinching Bettie's waist. "I did say I'd go with you, but you didn't want to."

Bettie, seemingly in her own world, leaned into Sabrina with a soft moan.

Murmurs spread through the room as someone recognized Bradley.

Bradley chuckled. "I have company waiting, so I'll head out. We should catch up over a meal soon."

"Sure, you can go on," Sabrina replied.

As Bradley turned to leave, he caught a glimpse of Lance at the doorway. Pausing, he leaned in and whispered a warning to Sabrina. "That guy by the door claims he's Bettie's boyfriend. I have a bad feeling about him. Be careful."

Sabrina glanced up and her eyes met Lance's gaze by chance.

She quickly averted her gaze and responded, "I get it."

With that, Bradley exited.

On his way out, Bradley's gaze met Lance's, a smug expression crossing his face as if he'd thwarted a potential threat.

Lance, maintaining a stoic face, simply clicked his tongue.

Then he came in and sat down on the sofa.

Gently guiding Bettie, Sabrina handed her a glass of water, instructing, "Take a sip of water first."

Bettie obediently drank, appearing as compliant as a child.

Then Sabrina asked, "Bettie, do you want to eat more?"

Before Bettie could reply, a classmate sitting next to Sabrina interjected, "Was that Bradley? You know him?"