Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 706:

Her attention drifted to his hands—long, lean fingers, well-defined knuckles, a subtle strength beneath their elegance.

Yvonne had always had a thing for nice hands, and she couldn’t help but smirk as she teased, “Since when were hotel servers this tall and good-looking? And those hands, are you sure you’re not a hand model on the side?”

Norton didn’t say a word. Fury churned inside him like a storm on the verge of breaking. Yvonne, noticing his silence and downcast gaze, smirked.

“What’s wrong? Are you just shy?”

That was it. Norton had reached his breaking point. Without hesitation, he yanked off the mask.

Yvonne’s breath hitched and her eyes widened in shock. “N-Norton? You?”

“That’s right, it’s me.” Norton’s voice was as cold as steel. “Have you forgotten who you are? You’re a married woman, yet you flirt so effortlessly. Do you think I’m just a ghost in the wind?”

mumbled, just loud enough for him to hear, “More or

darkened. “What

arms. “And if you’re here fishing for information, save your time. I won’t sell Rachel

I’m here,” he

what’s next

eyebrow. “Then

around the corner. I came to

Of course.

plenty of confidantes. I’m sure they’d

know

leaned back with a sly smile. “And what’s in it for

out his

later, Leif stepped in, bowing slightly as he carried a stack of

boxes neatly and flipped each one

gaze for a moment longer than intended.