Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 33

Chapter 33:

Brian’s intensity the previous day had been overwhelming.

Rachel, mindful of the office surroundings, quickly placed her hand over his mouth. “I’m… I’m fine, Mr. White. There’s something important I need to discuss with you.”

“Mr. White?” A frown creased Brian’s brow.

“Brian,” she quickly corrected, her tone softening. “I need to ask for an advance on my salary for the next two years.”

“Why do you need such a large amount?” he asked.

Rachel didn’t hesitate as she explained, “It’s for Jeffrey’s legal defense.”

“Let Ronald handle all of Eric’s legal expenses directly. You shouldn’t worry about it,” Brian replied.

Brian was known for his financial generosity. Yet, Rachel was determined not to rely on his wealth this time.

“There’s no need. Jeffrey is my brother, and I should take responsibility for these costs myself.”

Brian paused, his hand momentarily still on her waist.

His smile remained, but it grew cold. “Are you sure about this?” Was it necessary for her to keep their finances so distinctly separate?

“Yes, using my own money makes me feel more secure. Please, just approve this request.”

Her plea visibly upset Brian.

He stepped back, hands sinking into his pockets, his demeanor turning cold. “Alright, if that’s what you want—no involvement from me—then submit the formal request. We’ll discuss it once it reaches my desk.”

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Rachel’s expression betrayed her inner turmoil.

She then moderated her approach, lowering her voice. “I know it’s unusual to ask for a two-year salary advance, but please consider it for…”

spent one night together? Or because we’ve been together for so long?” Brian’s gaze pierced through her, his

of color, reflecting her shock.

With those words,

wondered if her actions had been a mistake. Provoking him was probably unwise, especially since she was desperately in need of money. Now, even their relationship was at risk, and she found herself unable to shamelessly use his wealth. After all, his wealth remained his own. The last thing she wanted was to be

heavy sigh, Rachel closed

standing near the hallway. Tracy approached, holding two concert tickets, and boldly asked, “These are for a

her without a word. Tracy stamped her foot in frustration. “Let’s see how long you can keep up

Rachel stopped by the supermarket on her way home. She picked up groceries, focusing on

The call went unanswered.

instead: “I’ve made

response. She tried calling again, only to find his phone turned

had gone cold. Losing any desire to eat, Rachel cleaned up the kitchen and retreated to her

of the shower and wrapping herself in

tall silhouette casting a shadow. His gaze intensified

was clearly stunned as

and she nervously adjusted her damp

he motioned with his finger. She stood motionless, seemingly

quickly evaporated. He angrily removed his tie and stumbled toward her. The closer he got, the more the scent of alcohol filled

she

she barely started to ask

collapsed against her, his body

pass out now. Just hold

Rachel managed to drag him

was about

more like an affectionate puppy, nestled his head against her

that moment, he seemed unusually

seeking any sign of

remained silent,

endearing? Normally, when awake, he was more like a relentless wolf—always

realized he had fallen asleep. She carefully tried

her again, pleading, “Don’t leave. Stay and hold me. I can’t let you