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.

as if slapped. “Whatever game you are playing, it will not last. Norton

him. He has taken me to countless galas, introduced me to his world as his

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

her chest heaving, fury

the chest: Norton had paraded Yvonne at galas,

to claiming Norton’s heart, teetering on the edge of victory.

palms as she stood frozen before the mirror. Vengeance simmered in

glided back to her seat, the

Stewart had promised her. Their emerald gleam caught the light, and Stewart, ever eager to please, raised

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with a saccharine smile, her eyes softening in

going once.

seal the bid. Then Shelly’s gaze snagged on Yvonne across the room. Yvonne’s delicate hand gestured toward the earrings, her lips curving in a casual smile as she