Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 939:

Still not ready to call it quits, she lingered in the shade near the steps, then pushed herself onward toward her next destination.

By sunset, she finally exited the last building on her list, her limbs heavy and her spirit worn thin.

She hadn’t had so much as a sip of water since the morning, and her entire body ached from exhaustion. Perched on the edge of a nearby flowerbed, she rubbed her calves and tilted her face to the fading sky.

Just as she steadied herself to get up and head home, a sharp, threatening voice tore through the air. “Pamela Graves! There you are! Took me long enough to find you! Thought you could just disappear, huh?”

Yvonne turned, brows knitted. A thickset man stood in the plaza, eyes burning as he snarled at a woman who had just exited the building.

“I’ve said it before—the layoffs weren’t my call. It came from the higher-ups; I didn’t have a choice,” the woman replied, her tone weary, as if she’d explained it a hundred times already.

papers—you’re the one who fired me. I’m jobless now, broke—how

you any severance at

want two

same guidelines—you got what you were owed,” the woman snapped,

anymore.

and was blaming the woman, despite the fact that she was simply delivering her superior’s orders. Still, none of

and without

had always loathed men who used their strength to bully others. If she hadn’t seen it with her own eyes, maybe she could’ve kept walking. But

𝗟𝗶𝗻𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗽𝗶𝗲𝗱 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺: ⲅⱥ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀．ⅽ𝗼𝗺

as he cocked his arm again, Yvonne gritted her teeth and charged

into slits as he glared at Yvonne. He shoved her, the force catching her off balance and sending