Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 961:

Shelly caught the shift, her tone sharpening ever so slightly. “She must be quite the standout. If anything strange happens with her, or if she causes problems, come to me.”

Heidi nodded quickly. “You can count on me.”

Yvonne remained completely unaware and uninterested in whatever schemes Shelly had in motion.

But like a pebble in her shoe, Shelly lingered—annoying, constant, and impossible to ignore.

Yvonne felt like she was losing her mind, her thoughts spinning too fast to bear. She needed a release.

At the racetrack, she had already suited up. Her red sports car thundered across the asphalt, drawing attention with its sheer speed. But a silver car stayed glued to her rear bumper. A few times, she nearly lost her lead when her focus slipped.

pedal harder, surging forward and leaving the silver

her ears helped ease the tension coiled inside her. After several laps, she

she had work

“Yvonne!”

a familiar voice call

and was

and was stepping out of a silver racecar—the same one that almost overtook her.

warm. “I saw you earlier.

It’s nothing. But if

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soft smile still in place, clearly happy

first day at work?” Ethan asked