Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 1076:

They made their way to the curb, eyes scanning for an available taxi.

Margie noticed the way Yvonne pressed her hand to her abdomen and frowned with concern. “Yvonne, are you okay? Do you feel sick or just starving? Should we stop for food first?”

Yvonne waved down a cab and shook her head. “Let’s find Frank. The sooner we do, the better. We can eat afterward.”

They slid into the taxi and gave the driver the address for Frank’s studio.

The car moved at a sluggish pace, which gave Yvonne time to study the scenery rolling past.

She’d already looked into Frank’s work—his gritty, often harrowing career as a war correspondent—though his base of operations remained here in Smouburg.

neutrality, the country thrived on industry and commerce,

quiet sadness crept in. How must it feel, shifting from war-torn regions to

thought evaporated as the car slowed—Frank’s studio was just

his assistant, a poised woman with sharp eyes and an air of

a burst of warmth that filled the room. The intensity

head, the woman asked, “You’re here for the meeting with Frank, right? I’m Erin. Frank’s tied up

Erin Schmidt turned on her heel and led them down a quiet hallway toward the reception room. “He won’t be able to meet you just yet. We’ll let you know when

Margie settled into the reception room, resigned to wait as time

herself and returned to her tasks, leaving

it now at

shake off the haze settling behind her eyes. Hunger gnawed at her so fiercely it made her head spin. Minutes dragged into

few stealing glances their way, but