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!

poison plan

Maggie mulled over the Camerons‘ intentions, their desire to use her for their own ends became clear. They craved the benefits of her success but dreaded the idea of

Absolutely revolting!

a night of self–pity, Maggie pledged

broke.

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race’s outset, a dozen cars roared to life, commanding the track

windows, the wind’s furious howl reverberated in her ears, accompanied by the exhilarating spectacle of

through Maggie, sharpening her focus.

hovering around fifth or sixth place, with cars jostling closely both ahead and behind, keeping the

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

was notorious for accidents, drawing crowds

a Maybach glided in, its arrival unassuming

attention.

gaze locked on the imposing screen mounted on the mountain wall, his eyes intense

is it?”

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

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

bends. It was the best time to overtake other racers,

Maggie, her throat constricting, her vision wavering, and

the chaos, she couldn’t ignore the electrifying surge of adrenaline coursing through her veins, a euphoric rush that transcended

had that drink,” Maggie lamented, a hint of

recent routine, ever since Sierra’s reliance on her waned,

Camerons had been piling on tasks, keeping Maggie swamped

sharp turn and aggressive acceleration signalling a

of fate, a car behind them lost control, careening into theirs with a deafening

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

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line couldn’t contain their shock. “Is that guy insane? Speeding on this terrain? Is he aiming for

a looker. I hope she won’t