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.

its neutrality, the country thrived on industry and commerce,

photographs. A quiet sadness crept in. How must it feel, shifting from

evaporated as the car slowed—Frank’s

by his assistant, a poised woman with sharp eyes

the woman spotted them and welcomed them with a burst of warmth that filled the room. The intensity of her greeting left both women momentarily stunned,

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

a quiet hallway toward the reception room. “He

alternative, Yvonne and Margie settled into the reception room, resigned to wait as

soon excused herself and returned to her

now at

eyes. Hunger gnawed at her so fiercely it made her head spin. Minutes dragged into hours, and still, no one came. Outside, the sky

glass walls, a few stealing glances their way,