Davina Claire Death Novels & Stories

I am now wearing a round-neck t-shirt and high-waist square pants shorts. "Mr. Rey!" I knocked on the car window. "Mr. Rey??!" I called our driver. He was inside the car and seemed to have fallen asleep. After a few seconds, he woke up and got out of the car in a panic. "I-I'm sorry ma'am Claire, I didn't mean to fall asleep." This is David's fault! Because of him our maids, guards, and drivers are getting afraid even to me they're scared as well. "Have you eaten?" I asked and he shook his head.

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.

“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?”

"Not that one." "Why not?" "Because your mother removed it." I stared at her. "Claire requested complete privacy." Vivian continued before I could interrupt. "The dinner disappeared from the company's official records." "Why?" "Because Claire asked." I frowned. "What happened at that dinner?" Vivian looked at me carefully. "Claire met someone." "A man?" "No." She shook her head. "The truth is less romantic than that." I waited. "Claire met a representative from an entertainment agency."

When he arrived near the house, Claire with quickly opened the car's door and entered the small metal house that was on the painting beside the door. When she is inside, she starts activating Jimmy's laptop which is lying on the table and after it was on, she looks for something from a search site. She really stuck in there until some guy come in to the room. "Hurry up ..." muttered Claire tapping her finger on the table waiting for an account to emerge that she used to use before migrating to London due to her previous case ..

"But that's over now. Clara's going down for murder. Lara as an accessory. It's finished." She didn't look convinced. "Is it? Because it feels like—" My phone rang. Marcus. "Hold on," I answered. "Yeah?" "Turn on the news. Channel seven." I grabbed the remote and switched on the TV. The screen showed police cars outside Clara's mansion, lights flashing. A reporter stood in front, speaking rapidly. "—Breaking news tonight as LAPD executes a search warrant at the home of Clara Vale, sister of actor Ronan Vale. Sources say this is connected to the death of David Chen, whose body was discovered earlier today in Oakridge—"

But then his expression softens into something resembling sorrow. “Speaking of the past,” I say, leaning forward slightly. “I’ve heard whispers about your previous mate. What happened to her?” Claire stiffens beside him, her smile faltering for just a moment. Cain’s face darkens, and he lets out a heavy sigh. “Lira,” he says, his voice low. “She… she died tragically.” I arch a brow, feigning curiosity. “Tragic? How so?” Cain sits in the chair opposite me, running a hand through his hair. “She drank wolfsbane,” he says, his voice trembling just enough to seem convincing. “Because I… I refused to mark her.”

Daniel was one of them. Christian sent him. Christian's decision got him killed. Oh god. This wasn't just about helping a grieving widow. This was about helping someone whose pain was directly tied to my mate's choices. “Sophie.” Vanessa's voice made me jump. She walked in like she owned the place, heading straight for Claire. “I've been counseling Claire privately. Helping her understand the truth about Daniel's death.” “The truth?” My voice came out sharp. “That Alpha Christian's reckless leadership got her mate killed.” Vanessa's smile was poison. “That his poor judgment resulted in unnecessary deaths. Claire deserves to know the full story, don't you think?”

I closed my eyes slowly and darkness followed. DARRELL'S POV I had to close early from work because of Claire.I saw Daniela walking out of my room,she looked bothered.What could be the problem? "Good evening master"she greeted. "Where's Claire?" "In the room ...I think she's sick" "Sick?"I rushed in the room.She lay on the bed with her eyes closed.She looked pale but she was fine this afternoon. "Daisy"i called but no response.I raised her hands up and saw track marks on them.