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After retrieving it, although she hesitated, her curiosity made her open it immediately. "Hey, isn't this my favorite cake?" Clara couldn't delay any longer and took a small bite of the chocolate cake. "I guess my attitude earlier was a bit excessive, but…" Clara found something in the cake as she cut it; it was very shiny. "This…" She didn't want to guess randomly; she gently picked it up until she saw a thin chain with emerald green tea-colored pearls. "A pendant, limited edition! But isn't the stock sold out? How did Joe get it?"

“And when that time comes, I want one thing.” Hideko turned, her gaze sharp. “Harley?” Clara shook her head. “No. I want control over Kingston's clinic network. You can take everything else—but let that be mine.” Hideko smiled faintly. “You’re much smarter than I thought.” She stepped forward, lifted one finger, and pointed at the screen. “Tonight, we cripple their data center. Tomorrow morning, Kingston will wake up in a world he no longer recognizes.” Clara raised her glass. “To beautiful chaos.”

“The woman in this picture. Do you know who she is?” She tapped her fingers against the table, waiting. Clara stared at the screen, blinking her eyes rapidly. “My eyesight failed sometimes. I might need to fetch my glasses to see her clearly. Give me a minute,” she hurried into her room, coming out with her glasses on her face—a pair of pink glasses with stylish frames. Marina shook her head. That old woman would never admit that she was above all of this.

The door was solid oak with heavy locks. Beautiful, comfortable, and absolutely inescapable. Perfect. I reached carefully into my elaborately styled hair and extracted a small crystal, no bigger than a pearl. The communication device pulsed with soft blue light as I activated it with a whisper of power. "I am in," I whispered quietly. Static crackled for a moment before a familiar voice responded—rough, commanding, tinged with the kind of darkness that made smart people run. "About time, little wolf. Status report."

Clara. She stood frozen at the top of the staircase, her eyes locking with his. Time seemed to stand still as their gazes met. Clara stood at the top of the stairs, bathed in the soft glow of the overhead light. Her long, auburn hair cascaded over her shoulders in soft waves, framing a face that was delicate yet striking. Her almond-shaped eyes, a deep shade of emerald-green, glimmered with a mix of shock and curiosity. Her skin was flawless, a warm golden tone that seemed to glow under the light. She was breathtaking, a vision of beauty that made his wolf howl in approval.

Clara had returned to the library and Renee was sitting there playing around with a piece of notebook, toying it around with her fingers and closed it when Clara stepped inside. "I need to go back now, it's getting dark outside." Renee was a bit disappointed, but the smile did not fade from her face, she stood up and brought Clara outside. Clara thanked her for the amazing "Before you leave, I have a present for you." She pulled something out from the pocket of her dress, it was a beautiful round crystal cosmetic jar with diamond embellishment on the very top. It radiated a luxury vibe all around. It felt like something that you could only get in niche houses.

she muttered. People who had nothing to hide didn’t keep their rooms this controlled. And Celyne… was definitely hiding something. Clara moved to the small cabinet beside the bed. She hesitated for a moment. Then opened it. Inside were a few items. Lip balm. A small purse. And— Clara’s eyes stopped. A bottle. White label. Prescription. Her fingers froze for half a second before she picked it up slowly. She turned it over. Medicine.

She paced the orb hastily on its little pedestal and the blood rushed back into her palms. She moved past the bookshelves, deeper into what felt more and more like a prison. She looked around some more and noted that indeed the room had no form of exit. She saw another orb lighting the side of the room to her right. Unlike the first, this was green and casted a darker glow over that side of the room. Clara could not help but wonder what this would do to her. She knew she should not but her curiosity got the best of her and she found herself moving closer to the round object which sat on a desk this time and not a pedestal like the blue one.

" I pin her with a look that says otherwise. Clara stops her fingers from tapping against her desk, a sound that had done a brilliant job at sinking into the tension. Finally, she blows out a breath and rises to her feet. She walks over to where the shelf is standing and gently drags her fingers over the spines of the books lined up, stopping at what I assume is an original of moby dick. She tips it out of its cosy little nook, and a faint unlocking sound breezes through the air as a section of the shelf falls open, revealing a safe. Clara inputs the code and uncaps it. I'm barely able to make out what and what is inside due to her frame covering most of the view but what I do make out is th