Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 1175:

Margie gave her a grateful look and managed to catch up with the rest. Though they pressed on with everything they had, the storm’s fury quickly overwhelmed them.

Amid the snowstorm, visibility dropped to near zero as the wind roared with relentless force.

Desperate, they checked their phones—every screen blank, no signal in sight. Cut off from communication, the only option was to trust the guide and hope he would lead them to safety.

But as the storm intensified, the path blurred into a white void, and confusion set in.

Yvonne called out to her colleagues, her voice straining against the wind, “Hold hands so we don’t get separated!”

But the wind howled so violently that it snatched her words away, scattering them into the heart of the storm.

The team pressed on, urging one another forward as they battled the blizzard’s relentless assault.

unstable ground gave way beneath Yvonne’s foot,

she called, but her voice vanished, swallowed whole by the blizzard. Overwhelmed, she squeezed her eyes shut. Everything was hitting at once—like

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her arms tightly around herself, the cold sinking deep

of the team, following the guide step by step, finally escaped the heart of the

a grim realization set in—Yvonne was missing. Margie’s face drained of

swiftly. Regret etched deep lines into his features as he

having learned of Yvonne’s

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the middle of an international conference. Since Yvonne had left for

phone before he shot to his feet. On the other side of the video call, the foreign agents exchanged confused glances at his abrupt motion, calling

as he shut his eyes,