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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTY-ONE_ EVA’S POV

Autor: Claire Ree
last update Fecha de publicación: 2026-05-18 22:17:55
The moment the call ended, I threw my phone onto the marble counter hard enough for the sound to echo through the penthouse.

My chest rose sharply once.

Then twice.

Then I laughed softly under my breath— not because anything was funny.

But because Lucian Dhark had accused me of attempted murder.

And worse— he had meant it.

The accusation itself didn’t offend me.

The fact that he believed it did.

I stared out across the room, my lips pursed.

The entire country still adored me.

Claire Ree

Do you guys think Claire needs the security Lucian suggested or not?💬

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Bobbie
Yes because Eva has lost control because she knows her fragile mind and lies are going to crumble before her eyes and she knows Claire is going to be the one to bring her down.
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madhu2001
Absolutely. With a villainess like Eva around, Claire is not safe.
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Sidney Siqueira
Of course, go Lucian.
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