Novel & Cerita Davina Claire Dead

Maya didn't tell anyone about the main reason for their gathering, she only told them that Claire wanted them to gather. Questions began to roll upon questions in the room, "What happened? Did her sins push her to commit suicide?" Claire waved her free hand at them, grabbing their attention, "No, no. Listen, she wanted to do more evil, but the devil left her side. Her guards began to shoot at the cops and a stray bullet took her life." "Wow!" People gasped, "That must be a cool death." "It was. Now, let's enjoy tonight in memory of my stepmother. The drinks are on me!" Claire raised an empty glass from the table and everyone cheered for her.

David asked quietly, as if he was afraid to make Claire sad. She shook her head. "He recovered a few years after treatment in Arizona, but he died in an accident with me." She smiled wryly—letting sadness fill her heart again when she remembered Michael's death a few years ago, "didn't fate play an epic game on my life?" “Oh, Claire. I never thought that you went through all of that." "That's okay," Claire took a deep breath, "everything has already happened, and I won't be able to change anything."

She crashed to the floor with a sickening thud, and I felt a burning pain rip through my heart. Margaret had treated him like her own son all these years, never once neglecting him. Not even the wicked would hurt their own. Didn't Calvin fear the price he'd have to pay? After drilling a large hole into the casket, the bodyguards finally pried it open. Inside, they found nothing but a death certificate. "Clarissa Levine. Female. "Cause of death: Car accident, ruptured spleen. "Died: August 30th, 2023."

I lifted her onto the surface, stepping between her legs. On the screen behind us, Monica Blackwood was smiling at her laptop, thinking she had won. But as I kissed Claire, losing myself in her taste and her touch, I knew the truth. Monica was already dead. She just didn't know it yet. And we were the ones holding the shovel.

Drake's stomach dropped as he was prepared for really bad news, so he demanded, "Just tell me!" "Whether it is good or bad is debatable. We found a note that Claire left for you hidden between the mattress and the box spring. I will send you a copy but I will tell you the jist of it now. She was being blackmailed by someone who wanted to get back at you and Finn. She didn't know all of the details but she was to tell you that she was leaving you for William and they were to disappear for a week or so. After they blackmailed you for money and to get Finn in trouble, she would have been released. There are trails now as to who is behind the blackmail scheme, but I cannot release that yet

he asked the detective. “I have some news to share with you.” “Would you like Norman and me to step out?” Daphne asked Blake. “That's not necessary. You are family, so… Please, tell us the news, Paul.” “There is no easy way to say this but… Claire is dead,” Paul stated. “I went to see her early this morning. The door was unlocked so I let myself in. I found her in the living room… She was severely beaten and stabbed… in the chest.”

Ariana whispered. The woman lifted her eyes toward Ariana. A sad smile appeared on her face. "Hello, Ariana." The familiar voice sent chills through Ariana's body. Years ago, Claire had been one of the company's most respected executives. She had disappeared shortly before David's reported death. Everyone believed she had died during an overseas assignment. Everyone. Apparently everyone had been lied to.

So why would I ever trust the people she'd left for me? That was exactly what they wanted. They wanted me to die without ever realizing what was happening and to be cut off from everyone loyal to Mom. Then, when I was gone, taking over the company would be easy. They really had thought of everything, except for one thing—me getting a second chance to live. My second life had ruined their plan. The moment Claire told me she'd escaped the villa through the dog hole, I knew she was lying. That hole had been filled in years ago after the puppy died.

“Darren was Davina’s friend—and the man she had an affair with.” My shoulders slumped. So, that was the man? Wait a minute, I tried to recall something. Earlier that morning, Sorayah had spilled the secrets of Davina’s affair to me. I’d been surprised about how she knew, but now? I could already tell who her source of the information was. I paused for a second, trying to find the right words. “I’m sorry about that, Cam. I had no idea—‘ “—it’s fine.” I could picture him smiling with his lips pressed together. “Have you installed the hidden cameras yet?”

Lilliana Storm, you will be the death of both of us. ,