Classic Novel
Chapter 39
Chapter 39
Chapter: 39
While waiting for Aylin, Sabrina struck up a conversation with Bradley, inquiring about any recent TV series he might have.
Her friendship with Bradley dated back to their elementary school days when, after her parents’ divorce, she moved in with her grandparents in the countryside.
Bradley was the son of her grandparents’ neighbors, and they’d spent a good deal of their childhood playing together.
Reflecting on those carefree days, Sabrina felt a great deal of time had passed.
Years later, Bradley’s family struck it rich and relocated.
She didn’t cross paths with Bradley again until he became a minor celebrity as an actor and they recognized each other. Last year, they worked together on a brand campaign and reconnected.
Aware of the demise of Sabrina’s grandparents and father, Bradley paid his respects at their graves.
Sabrina, too, had visited Bradley’s parents, their reunion bringing joy to all. Sabrina even joined them for a Christmas dinner.
However, Bradley’s work schedule kept him busy, and their last encounter had been about six months ago. All content is © N0velDrama.Org.
Across the street, inside a black vehicle, Tyrone happened to glance at the pair in the open parking lot, his eyes narrowing.
Perhaps this was the man Sabrina mentioned.
From a distance, he could make out the smile on her face.
The silence inside the car was palpably tense.
Catching sight of Tyrone through the rearview mirror, the driver’s gaze followed his to the window. His eyes widened in realization. Could that be Sabrina?
Who was the man beside her?
He was wearing a peaked cap and a mask, appearing in the studio. It seemed evident that he must have been a star.
The man appeared to have had a close relationship with Sabrina.
The driver reminded Tyrone, “Sir, Ms. Clifford has arrived.”
Tyrone responded with a vague “hmm.”
The driver puzzled over his reply. @
“Head to the studio’s gate,” Tyrone commanded.
If they drove up to the studio’s entrance, wouldn’t Sabrina notice them?
After some contemplation, the driver decided to follow Tyrone’s instructions and drove the car to the studio’s gate.
In the midst of their conversation, Bradley asked with a perplexed expression, “Isn’t that Mr. Blakely?”