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.

“Whatever game you are playing, it will not

to countless galas, introduced me to his

she delivered her final blow. “A sad little shadow, chasing what you will never have.” She turned, her heels

frozen, her chest heaving,

struck her like a blade to the chest: Norton

wife echoed in her mind, sharp and cruel. She had been so close to claiming

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

her expression. She glided back to her seat, the rustle

voice cut through her thoughts, announcing the jade earrings Stewart had promised her. Their emerald gleam caught the

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a saccharine smile, her

going once. Five million, going

Yvonne across the room. Yvonne’s delicate hand gestured toward the