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!

with this 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

Absolutely revolting!

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

broke.

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to life, commanding the track

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

Maggie, sharpening her focus.

fifth or sixth place, with cars jostling closely both ahead

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

was notorious for accidents, drawing crowds of spectators to Table

Maybach glided in, its arrival

attention.

on the imposing screen mounted on the

is

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

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

the safe stretch of the race course, the cars started getting into the bends. It was the best

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

adrenaline coursing through her veins, a euphoric rush that transcended

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

Mountain had slipped from Maggie’s recent routine, ever since Sierra’s reliance on her waned, leaving her with more free time.

piling on tasks, keeping Maggie swamped

sudden sharp turn and aggressive acceleration signalling a

them lost control, careening into theirs with

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

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

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