Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 633:

Rachel’s voice was steady, her tone leaving no room for doubt. “There’s no mistake. I want the apartment registered in my brother’s name.”

Ronald hesitated, his uncertainty evident. “But… is Mr. White aware of this?” The assumption had always been that the property was meant for her, not someone else.

Rachel offered no elaboration, her demeanor calm but firm. “If you need confirmation, feel free to call him.”

“Understood. Just a moment, please,” Ronald replied before quickly making the call.

Brian confirmed shortly after, his voice coming through clearly. “If it’s hers to give, then it’s hers. She’s the rightful owner of the apartment and can transfer it to whoever she chooses.”

ending the call, Ronald looked up, his expression now more assured. “Everything is set. We can proceed,” he confirmed, his

a quiet wave of relief washed over her. The transfer was complete, and with it, she

sidewalk, the sun cast their shadows onto the pavement—one

foot at the same moment, trying to step on each other’s shadow first. To avoid getting caught, they dashed and jumped around. Along the tree-lined path, they ran after each other,

starts at

was as if they had traveled back to their childhood. Back then, they were only a few years old. Wherever Rachel went, Jeffrey followed, never once letting her out of his sight. In those days, they were

put distance between them. Letting go of Jeffrey was harder than Rachel ever imagined. A lump formed in her throat, and an ache spread through her chest.

Jeffrey asked, his voice

to follow me everywhere, and I’d

gaze landed on a patch of grass nearby. Without hesitation, he wandered over. Rachel, slightly worried, called after him. “Jeffrey, what are you doing?