Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Chapter: 67
Sabrina sliced open the tape and peeked inside.
Upon seeing the contents, her face contorted. With a start, she tossed ‘the box away, hunched over the bed’s edge, and began
to retch.
The thing in the parcel had been discarded.
It was an enigmatic item, smeared in red and white, seemingly tainted with blood. It was truly disgusting.
The bright red liquid seeped into the floor, releasing a pungent, decayed odor.
The housekeeper was equally shocked. Once she grasped the situation, she assured hastily, “Mrs. Blakely, don’t worry. I’ll take
care of the mess immediately.”
“Don’t bother tidying up. Call the police this instant!” Sabrina, clutching her nose, stumbled out of her bed.
“Sure, I’LL contact the police right away. Should I also get in touch with Mr. Blakely?”
After a brief silence, Sabrina responded, “He’s away on business. No need to disturb him.”
“Alright then.”
Without delay, the housekeeper dialed the police who promptly arrived to gather evidence and took testimonies from Sabrina and
the housekeeper, assuring that the culprit would soon be apprehended.
After the police left, the housekeeper scrubbed the living room clean, repeatedly spraying disinfectant and air freshener.
It was undoubtedly a prank in poor taste.
The police managed to swiftly trace the delivery person through surveillance and obtained the visitor’s log from the security
guard.
Then, they identified the individual who sent the package.
According to the acquired data, the sender was a minor, a student.

Upon confirmation, the police swiftly apprehended him.
Once the young offender was in custody, Sabrina was informed, and the housekeeper accompanied her to the police station.
At first, the student refuted the allegations that he had sent the package.
However, his youthful naivety soon gave way, and he confessed.
He revealed his motive. He was an ardent fan of Galilea and resented
Sabrina for supposedly oppressing her at work.
Sabrina handed over the case to a legal representative from Blakely
Upon returning from the police station, the housekeeper couldn’t help but ask, “What’s gotten into the teenagers these days?”