Clara’s heart began to thud loudly in her chest. Beckah had noticed she was up to something. The bully’s gaze was piercing down on her. Clara reminded herself that Beckah didn’t have any proof that she had done anything and was fishing for a guilty reaction. It was the same tactic Beckah had tried at the fashion social. Clara calmed herself down and smiled sweetly at Beckah. “I don’t understand what you mean. I just happened to be filming for a post when you three fell into the fountain. As for coming here, when I worked at my grandfather’s company I worked on a project with influencers and I became interested in the industry so I came here,” she explained. Clara realised that her excuse would prompt Beckah to think of Victoria. If Beckah had seen her video that had exposed Victoria, it would be easy for her to come to the conclusion that the woman with the blurred face was her. It was too late to backtrack now. All Clara could do was act unbothered and wait for her reply. “That’s

“I accept that I owe you an explanation,” Clara said. “When I’ve finished with what I’m working on, I’ll tell you.” “I hope you achieve the outcome you wanted,” Arthur replied. “Please let me know when you need my help again.” “I will,” Clara promised. “I will look up somewhere expensive to eat so I can reward you.” “I want to eat at that fancy Italian place again, let me know when you’re free to go there,” Arthur said. “Bye.” He ended the call and Clara was left staring thoughtfully at her bedcovers. She had promised she would tell Arthur the truth when she had achieved her revenge. In reality she would be dead soon after so she didn’t really need to hold up her end of the promise. “I won’t really tell him the truth,” Clara assured Caiden. “I’m sure that you won’t want me to tell someone about the existence of demons and how the human life cycle really works.” The demon prince looked thoughtful. “I will allow you to tell him some version of the truth. You will have to leave ou

Clara arrived at the event location in London dressed in her most fashionable sportswear. As this event was more about speed than appearance, it had made sense to dress in a suitable way. When she saw some of the other participants arrive, she could tell that not everyone had thought the same way as her. One girl was even wearing heels and she could see someone else in a miniskirt. She received her body cam and a fluorescent pink player vest and went to find people that she knew. Billie waved at her from the sidelines. “Clarissa! You made it,” she said with visible excitement. Billie had dressed comfortably for the event in a black tracksuit with chunky sneakers and her hair was tied back neatly. “Hello,” Clara said with a smile. “Have you planned any tactics?” Billie shook her head. “I’m not interested in winning. I just want to have fun.” Clara wasn’t interested in winning either. She was just interested in surviving and finding a way to show Beckah up. “That’s nice

“How hurt is Beckah?” Clara asked eagerly. It was now the evening and she had been sitting on her bed waiting for Caiden to return. She had sent the demon out earlier to find out how Beckah was doing after her fall down the stairs at the train station.“She was taken to the minor injuries department at the nearest hospital. She doesn’t have any major injuries and her head is fine. She was treated for shock and various grazes. The nurse told her that she will have a lot of bruising tomorrow. That was it. She went back to the hotel after being discharged.” Clara was pleased to hear that Beckah had survived the fall with minimal injuries. She had experienced an attack of nerves on the train ride back to the park. She felt guilty that she had deliberately pushed the bully down the stairs with the intent of hurting her. Clara had come to realise that she wasn’t cut out to be a bully herself. To her, it didn’t feel right to hurt someone deliberately. “You look like you regret what happ

Clara was shocked to hear that Clarissa had a twin sister. She had never seen this revelation coming. “Due to the father being skilled at adopting different identities, finding out where he went and what name he operated under was a very hard task,” James explained. “I knew the other baby was with him as the neighbours had heard him leave the flat with a crying baby after having a loud argument with Fiona the week before she died.” “That sounds like they broke up badly,” Clara said. “I guess he also changed the other child’s name so Fiona would never be able to find her.” “He kept the first name the same,” James said. “He respected that at least. It took years to find where he had gone. The police managed to find that he had taken a flight bound for the US and couldn’t tell me anything beyond that. That’s when I started hiring investigators. It’s been a very long journey that’s come to an end at last."Clara took a closer look at the photo of Clarissa’s father. He didn’t look anyt