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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!

up with this poison

own ends became clear. They craved the benefits of

Absolutely revolting!

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

broke.

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

lift Maggie’s body away, snapping her back to the present moment. Despite the closed windows, the wind’s furious howl reverberated in her

Maggie, sharpening

a modest position, hovering around fifth or sixth place, with cars

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

notorious for accidents, drawing

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

attention.

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

one is

the danger in Nathael’s tone, and he didn’t move a muscle. Quietly, he

long for Nathael to spot the car. It didn’t stand out among the sea of supercars, but it screamed

bends. It was the best time to

constricting, her vision wavering, and her heart racing,

the electrifying surge of adrenaline coursing through her

have had that drink,” Maggie lamented, a hint of

Sierra’s reliance on her waned, leaving her with more

piling on

days,” Leo declared, his sudden sharp turn and aggressive acceleration signalling a change in

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

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

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

looker. I