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she replied. "Clarice?" Karmen and I said together. "Yeah." she shrugged. We didn't catch it at all, and it took a few seconds to sink in. "You're on a date with Clarice Kingsley? The Clarice Kingsley?" Karmen added. "No way!" "Well, I believe in miracles, too," Elise said and began to walk to the door. "Oh and don't wait for me. I'll be late tonight." When she left, Karmen grabbed me and we raced to the window. We saw Elise reappeared, walking hand in hand with Clarice into a car.

When Elaine saw Clarissa, she affectionately linked arms with the latter and said, "You're finally here, Clary! I missed you so much. You're the only daughter-in-law I like, unlike a certain shameless person who won't leave Clifford alone." She looked at Seraphine disdainfully, her meaning clear. Seraphine clenched her fists tightly. So, it turned out Clarissa was Elaine's ideal daughter-in-law. Yet, Clifford had wanted it all. He wanted to marry Clarissa, but he also wanted to acquire Andrea's technology. Unfortunately for him, there was no way the world would hand out such a perfect ending for scum like him. She would make sure to avenge Andrea. Had he ever thought about how shameless he w

I stood up and threw my arms out to the sides. "Olivia, I'm not," Ellis said, shaking his head. "I saw you with her! I saw you with Claire. She was pregnant with your child the same time I was. Now you're telling me you didn't deceive me?" I asked, my voice rising shrilly. Ellis scoffed, completely taken aback. He shook his head and rubbed the back of his neck. "I don't know what you saw, but Claire is not my lover. She's Nancy's sister and is married. She has a couple of kids with her husband, including one that is about Ken's age."

Later, a cluster of women arrives along the shoreline, and Ellie sits up straighter immediately. "The cheerleaders." She says. "The one in front is Claire Nox. The one next to her is Emily Pak—she's been personally insufferable to me for two years." "She's very beautiful," Mia says. "She is," Ellie agrees. "Doesn't matter if Elias isn't interested." Mia looks at her. "I'm just observing patterns," Ellie says, serene. Mia looks back at the volleyball game. Elias spikes the ball cleanly over the net and the small crowd around the court reacts.

“The fact that Claire went ahead to fulfill her dreams doesn't make her any less of her sister. It just shows how courageous and determined she is.” “Well, Clarissa has always been Clarissa.” Her father said in a low tone, but I decided to ignore him. Everything about her parents relationship with her screamed toxic and I couldn't help but wonder how she put up with their behaviour for so many years. My grandfather continued with his questions and we got to know that Elizabeth stayed in the city but was on leave visiting their parents when the news began to spread. “Claire and I would be going on a trip to the Maldives, she set it up for us.”

Jayson smirked and got into his car. “At least she saw me.” He thought. “Bye, babe. See you tomorrow.” Claire said as they parted ways. * * Elsa knocked on the door to their house and Ellie opened the door for her. “Hey, Ellie.” She greeted but got no reply.

And sometimes, that was more valuable. The afternoon light was softer now, stretched long across the pavements as Elara stepped out of the restaurant. The easy warmth of Hailey’s company still clung to her, a thin shield against the storm that was Damon. For the first time in hours, her thoughts felt like her own again. Her phone buzzed in her bag. One glance at the caller ID was enough to unravel the fragile calm. Clarisse. Elara almost let it ring out. Almost. But avoidance was a luxury she’d learned the hard way she could rarely afford. With a sharp inhale, she answered.

The phone screen lit up again. And once again the name appeared. Eliana. Clara’s fingers trembled. Her mind screamed at her not to look. But her heart needed answers. She picked up the phone. The screen unlocked instantly. Ethan had never bothered to hide the password from her. The message opened. Clara felt her entire body go cold. You left too early tonight. Her eyes moved to the next line. She didn’t notice the way you were looking at me… but I did. Clara’s hands began to shake.

“I just need a minute…” “As you can see, I am busy,” she interrupted, straightening her chair. Her eyes were sharp and wary. Just then, the door burst open, and a blond walked in, accompanied by a little girl. My attention snagged on the child first, assuming that she was the lady's, but as the child turned toward me, my heart stopped. “Mummy!” she yelped and ran toward Elara. She had dark eyes, the same sharp curve of the jaw, a faint dimple in the left cheek. Not even the hair down her back could hide the glaringly undeniable truth. She was mine..

Claire stood near the entrance, her eyes darting between them. Chloe’s smirk vanished completely. “You really shouldn’t be here, Claire,” Chloe said, her tone cold. Claire ignored her, stepping closer to Lucas. “I followed you.” Lucas cursed under his breath. “Claire, you shouldn’t have.” Chloe’s lips curled into a wicked grin. “Oh, this just got interesting.” Claire’s gaze hardened. “Where is my son?” Chloe took a slow step forward. “Do you really think I’m just going to tell you?”