Requiem of a Broken Heart

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Chapter 173 Chapter 173: Overwhelmed, Tracy managed to cry out, "Brian, help!" "Mr. White!" The people in the room noticed Brian's arrival.

Rather than showing caution, they laughed. Simon sauntered over to Brian, offering him a cigarette.

"Mr. White, your secretary is quite a stunner. Let her stay a few days with me, and it's not just this deal I'll sign. I'll commit to ten more, with a profit split of seventy for you, thirty for me." Brian responded with a sneer. In a swift motion, he dropped the cigarette and ground it into the floor with his heel.

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Simon's expression shifted from smugness to discomfort. "Mr. White, what... what is this about?" "Nothing," Brian replied with a cold smile, his expression devoid of warmth. With a slight twist of his mouth, he added casually, "Just that your end will be much like this cigarette's." Brian's eyes remained fixed on the remains of the cigarette.

Understanding dawned on Simon, who began to stammer apologies frantically. Tracy, her cheeks wet with tears, looked up. "Brian, thank goodness you're here!" "There's no need to be afraid. Trust me." Brian approached, his touch reassuring as he patted her shoulder. He then removed his coat and gently covered her with it. "Sit quietly on the sofa for a bit. I'll handle this." "Okay," Tracy responded, visibly relieved.

Chaos ensued shortly afterward, the room filling with the sounds of groans and pleas for mercy.

Latest chapters in glovel☐☐☐m Brian, driven by fury, seemed unstoppable.

It was rumored that Brian had knocked out a few teeth from Simon by the end of the altercation.

Rachel learned of the incident through the design department's group chat. A colleague mentioned that a friend, working as an attendant at the club, witnessed everything and shared the details.

The employee shared not only text but also pictures, making her words convincing. One particular image stood out, showing Brian tenderly placing his suit jacket over Tracy.

Despite the dim lighting of the room, his expression was unmistakably gentle, filled with compassion and sorrow. Rachel blinked away the discomfort in her eyes. She recognized the jacket—it was the sone he had switched into at the bridal shop, the very suit jacket he was planning to wear on their wedding day.

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Late in the afternoon, Natalia said her goodbyes to Rachel. "I see you're doing better, so I'll head out now."

"Thanks, take care!" Rachel responded, though ber face remained pale, he voice frail and soft. The following morning, a nurse entered with a stack of forms.

Rachel looked up, bewildered. "All these tests are necessary?"

"The doctor ordered them, yes. You have several blood tests lined up Considering you're still weak, it might be wise to have someone here with you in case you need assistance."

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