Let’s start all over again,shall we?

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Nathael’s car ascended Table Mountain, the city’s lights muted, casting a serene aura. Seated inside, he fixated on the night sky, sidestepping certain thoughts.

He didn’t want to think why she wouldn’t take his calls, or why she threw Nolan off and shut down her phone, or how she was together with Leo.

Are you feeling restless? Or just tired of the relationship already!

Nathael glanced away, sensing a heaviness in his chest.

Seated in the passenger seat, Maggie’s gaze lingered on the vibrant red Lamborghini beside them. The flashy car drew her attention, as a rather charming affluent man gripped the wheel. He shot her a playful grin.

“Hey there, gorgeous. Fancy a spin in my ride? It’s way better than the one you’re eyeing,” he quipped, leaning out in an attempt to catch Maggie’s interest.

His remark failed to impress her.

Maggie chuckled, “Impressive? Prove it first, then we’ll chat.”

The man grinned, taking her response in stride. “Deal. If I win, you owe me a drink.”

Maggie chuckled once more, swiftly rolling up the car window before he could say another word.

With a sense of restlessness and a lack of interest in small talk, Maggie suddenly felt a stirring desire to cause some mischief.

Soon, a stunning woman in a revealing outfit, accentuating her curves, strolled to the starting line holding two flags, poised to kick off the race.

Engines roared, igniting the atmosphere with anticipation. Leo’s hands tightened on the wheel, his demeanour calm and collected, unruffled by the taunts of onlookers. He maintained his composure, displaying no eagerness for the imminent race.

Her head tilted, Maggie looked out into the night, thinking about her unfortunate state.

I’m still alive, but dead inside.

God, this is annoying.

D*mn you, Camerons!

came up with this poison plan must be

to use her for their own ends became clear. They craved the benefits of her success but dreaded the idea of her rising against them.

Absolutely revolting!

a night of self–pity, Maggie pledged to stay authentic to herself

broke.

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race’s outset, a dozen cars roared to life,

closed windows,

through Maggie, sharpening her

hovering around fifth or sixth place, with

aware of the impending peril–a treacherous downhill stretch lay ahead, boasting sharp hairpin

was notorious for accidents, drawing crowds of spectators to

the area, a Maybach glided in, its arrival unassuming yet commanding

attention.

locked on the imposing screen mounted on

one is it?”

danger in Nathael’s tone, and he didn’t move a

didn’t take long for Nathael to spot the car. It didn’t stand out among the

cars started getting into the bends. It was the best time to overtake other racers, and everyone sped up.

speed enveloped Maggie, her throat constricting, her vision wavering, and her heart racing,

electrifying surge of adrenaline coursing through

that drink,” Maggie lamented, a hint of remorse colouring her

Maggie’s recent routine, ever since Sierra’s reliance on

piling on tasks, keeping Maggie

his sudden sharp turn and aggressive acceleration

behind them lost control,

the chaos, Leo stayed cool, his icy demeanour unshaken. Checking the rearview mirror, he gunned the

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line couldn’t contain their shock. “Is that guy insane? Speeding

lady in the passenger seat, quite a looker. I hope she won’t get harmed in all this