Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 1149:

Shelly’s eyes narrowed as Yvonne rose. Without a word, she slipped from her seat, trailing her rival like a shadow.

In the restroom, Yvonne stood before a gilded mirror, dabbing at her lipstick with a steady hand.

The door swung open, and Shelly’s reflection appeared, her face a storm of envy.

“What did you do to him?” Shelly spat, her voice sharp as broken glass. “What trick did you pull to get Norton to drag you to a place like this?”

Yvonne paused, her lips curving into a wry smile. She capped her lipstick, turning to face Shelly with cool composure.

“Miss Tucker, that is a curious question. If my husband does not bring me to such events, who else would he choose? You?”

Her eyes swept over Shelly, lingering just long enough to sting. A soft, mocking laugh escaped her.

bristled, her face flushing as if slapped. “Whatever game you are playing, it will not last. Norton belongs with

introduced me to his world as his wife. And

sad little shadow, chasing what you will never have.” She turned, her heels clicking sharply

frozen, her chest heaving,

revelation struck her like a blade to the chest: Norton had paraded Yvonne at galas,

so close to claiming

her nails digging into her palms as she stood frozen before the mirror. Vengeance simmered in her veins, a promise to make Yvonne

back to her seat, the rustle of her silk dress blending with the

promised her. Their emerald gleam caught the light,

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saccharine smile,

once.

snagged on Yvonne across the room. Yvonne’s