Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 963:

“You’re too kind. I’ll do my best.”noveldrama

Warmth spread through Yvonne’s chest. She thought for a moment, then asked, “I’ve been wondering about the company’s vision for the ‘Nature’s Essence’ section…”

“You said it yourself,” Ethan replied easily. “It’s the cornerstone.”

A brief uncertainty crossed Yvonne’s face. “But from what I’ve seen, the entertainment side seems to get all the attention.”

Ethan let out a quiet laugh. “As an investor, I definitely want the entertainment section to bring in profits. But if you ask me personally—I’ve always been more drawn to ‘Nature’s Essence’. That used to be my dream.”

Yvonne nodded, her smile genuine. “The glitz and glamour of the entertainment world can be tempting, but when you capture nature the right way, readers can’t get enough of it.”

“Exactly. The world’s full of incredible places, more than we could ever hope to photograph,” Ethan said, his eyes bright with enthusiasm.

Yvonne felt a quiet joy settle over her. She could tell Ethan truly appreciated the natural world the way she did.

Ethan drove with ease, and before long, they pulled up to her building. Once parked, he stepped out first and walked around to open her door.

“We’ve arrived.”

He raised his hand above the door frame to shield her head as she stepped out—a small gesture, but one she noticed. Yvonne smiled at him. “Thank you. You’re a true gentleman.”

“I should be the one thanking you. I really enjoyed talking with you today.”

After she stepped out, he slowly withdrew his hand.

Her face lit up. “I had a great time too—”

“Yvonne!” The sharp call sliced through the moment.

𝓢𝓮𝓮 𝓿𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓲𝓸𝓷 @ 𝓰Ɐ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀﹐ⅽ𝗼𝗺

Norton stormed over, fury etched into every line of his face. In seconds, he reached them and seized Yvonne’s hand.

“Let go,” she hissed under her breath, trying to pull away.

But he didn’t release her. He simply dragged her with him, ignoring her struggle.

Forced to keep up with his long strides, Yvonne glanced back at Ethan as she was led away. “Thanks for today! Let’s go racing again sometime!”

“Count on it,” Ethan replied with a nod, his interest in her entirely intact.

He watched them disappear down the street, a faint smile tugging at the corner of his lips. Whoever that man was, one thing was obvious—Yvonne didn’t want to be with him. He still had a chance.

He climbed into his car and drove off.

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