Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 822:

In the past, she valued peace and avoided conflict as much as she could. She didn’t like making enemies.

But she was a changed woman. The old her was gone.

Rachel walked out of the building, bought two cups of iced coffee from a nearby cafe, then returned to the reception area.

She placed the cups on the front desk.

“Here you go, young lady,” she said to the receptionist. “You’re so pretty and kind. This is my treat.”

“Thank you!”

When the manager saw this, her face twisted in disdain.

all it takes to win you over?” she snapped at the

you be

a splash as the other cup of coffee was thrown at her, drenching her hair and clothes. The coffee stains were particularly stark

a finger at Rachel’s face,

throw coffee at

– ????? ????

and casually wiped

is so filthy, I thought I’d

guard dog. You’re lucky it’s only iced coffee. Who

then, Samira rushed into the

everything, Rachel was finally—and respectfully—ushered

headed straight to Brian’s office, only to find

box out of her purse and pushed her way into the conference

direction, and everyone

I don’t mean to interrupt.