Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 173

Chapter 173:

Overwhelmed, Tracy managed to cry out, “Brian, help!”

“Mr. White!” The people in the room noticed Brian’s arrival.

Rather than showing caution, they laughed. Simon sauntered over to Brian, offering him a cigarette.

“Mr. White, your secretary is quite a stunner. Let her stay a few days with me, and it’s not just this deal I’ll sign. I’ll commit to ten more, with a profit split of seventy for you, thirty for me.”

Brian responded with a sneer. In a swift motion, he dropped the cigarette and ground it into the floor with his heel.

Simon’s expression shifted from smugness to discomfort. “Mr. White, what… what is this about?”

“Nothing,” Brian replied with a cold smile, his expression devoid of warmth. With a slight twist of his mouth, he added casually, “Just that your end will be much like this cigarette’s.”

fixed on the remains

began to stammer apologies frantically. Tracy, her cheeks wet

Trust me.” Brian approached, his touch reassuring as he patted her

coat and gently covered her with it. “Sit quietly on the sofa for a bit.

responded, visibly

shortly afterward, the room filling with the sounds of groans

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driven by

a few teeth from Simon

of the incident through the design department’s group chat. A colleague mentioned that a friend, working as an attendant at

also pictures, making her words convincing. One particular image

dim lighting of the room, his expression was unmistakably gentle,

discomfort in her eyes. She recognized the jacket—it was the same one he had switched into at

goodbyes to Rachel.