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

became clear.

Absolutely revolting!

Maggie pledged to stay authentic to

broke.

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

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

Maggie, sharpening her

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

of the impending peril–a treacherous downhill stretch

drawing crowds of spectators to Table

area, a Maybach glided in, its

attention.

locked on the imposing screen mounted on the mountain wall,

one is it?”

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

car. It didn’t stand out among the sea of supercars, but it screamed Leo. Not too loud, but ready for

cars started getting into the bends.

her vision wavering,

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

drink,” Maggie lamented, a hint of remorse colouring

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

piling on

few days,” Leo declared, his sudden sharp turn

a car behind them lost control, careening

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

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spectators at the starting line couldn’t contain their shock. “Is that guy insane? Speeding on this terrain? Is

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