Let’s start all over again,shall we?

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!

came up with this poison plan must

own ends became clear. They craved the benefits of her success but dreaded the idea of

Absolutely revolting!

night of self–pity, Maggie pledged to

broke.

Sat, 25 May M

Boredom

cars roared to life,

windows, the wind’s furious

Maggie, sharpening her focus.

sixth place, with cars jostling closely both ahead and behind,

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

drawing

around the area, a Maybach

attention.

screen mounted on the mountain wall, his

one is it?”

he didn’t move a muscle. Quietly, he answered, “The white

among the sea of supercars, but it screamed

the cars started getting into the bends. It was the best time to overtake

wavering, and her heart racing, a suffocating whirlwind

ignore the electrifying surge of adrenaline coursing through her veins, a euphoric

a hint of remorse colouring her words amidst the

ever since Sierra’s reliance on her waned, leaving her with

been piling on tasks, keeping

sudden sharp turn and aggressive acceleration signalling a change in

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

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

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contain their shock. “Is that guy insane? Speeding on

looker. I hope she won’t get harmed