It had been a week since Hades cleared his name off the Gregory’s humiliating series of rumours. A long, draining week. His wife, Claudine, had been acting strange, jumpy, fidgety, even more so than usual. He’d noticed it, of course.He noticed everything. He was the King, after all, and Kings saw all. He’d been watching her closely, noting her increased weariness, the subtle changes in her body, the way she sometimes clutched her stomach.He was a King, not a fool. He’d been investigating Claudine for months now, ever since she first showed up. He knew in his gut that she was Mia, the one from seven years ago, but she’d been refusing to admit it. Now, he needed proof. Hard proof.His empire was facing serious hiccups. The Vancouver name, usually a shield, was taking hits. The government had found two dead bodies on their family land in Detroit. Planted, he knew it. A clear frame-up. Investigations had begun on their properties there, a proper mess that was draining him mentally.It w
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