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Chapter 237 Boredom Creeps In

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!

poison

intentions, their desire 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!

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

broke.

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outset, a dozen cars roared to

present moment. Despite the closed windows, the wind’s furious howl reverberated in her ears, accompanied by the exhilarating spectacle of tires gripping the road.

through Maggie, sharpening her

initially held a modest position, hovering around fifth or sixth place, with cars jostling closely both ahead and behind, keeping the race

treacherous downhill stretch

was notorious for accidents, drawing

a Maybach glided in, its arrival unassuming

attention.

on the imposing screen mounted on the mountain wall, his eyes

is it?”

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

for Nathael to spot the car. It didn’t stand out among the sea of

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

rush of speed enveloped Maggie, her throat constricting, her vision wavering, and

she couldn’t ignore the electrifying surge of adrenaline coursing through her veins, a

shouldn’t have had that drink,” Maggie lamented, a hint of remorse colouring

routine, ever since Sierra’s reliance

been piling on tasks, keeping

sharp turn and aggressive acceleration signalling a change

behind them lost control, careening into theirs

demeanour unshaken. Checking the rearview mirror, he gunned the accelerator as they neared the

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that guy insane? Speeding

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