Max Verstappen was done with life.
Done with people, done with apartments, and definitely done with Pierre bloody Gasly.
The real estate agent had seemed charming at first ... all smiles and promises, silk-smooth voice over the phone, assuring Max that the “Seaside View Apartments” in Monaco were the best deal in town.
He’d even sent photos: elegant interiors, sunlight spilling through curtains, and an ocean view so perfect it could make even Max ... a corporate drone who thought sunsets were overrated ... pause for a second.




















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