Laura Clery Book Novels & Stories

One of Laura's hobbies was reading. She would spend her time by reading a book at the library when she had no classes or discussed something with her friends at the park. She was a long life learner who liked to gain more knowledge from books and others. Laura still remembered the first time she met with Frederick. Laura usually went to the library by herself without her friends because none of them liked reading books. When she was already in the library, she looked for a book that she wanted to read. She took a book that was written by David Hawkins entitled Letting go.

“But not next time.” I walked over to the side table, picked up my phone, and dialed without hesitation. Jerry answered on the first ring. “Dig deeper into Mrs Claire Anthony,” I ordered, my voice cold and clipped. “I want everything. Every business, every hidden account, every connection she has in this city and beyond. Leave nothing out.” “Yes, sir.” I ended the call and stared at the closed door she had just walked through. She wanted to play the power game? Fine. I would play it better.

Clara said and stood up. “Is this why you let him take us? Because you wanted to know something?” Kaylee asked. Of course, her daughter was smart, she would figure that out. “No. Not at all, don't worry about that. Goodnight.” “Goodnight, mummy.” Clara smiled at her and turned off the lights before walking out of her room. She got into her room and sat at her table. She turned on her laptop and typed in ‘Normans’ It showed details of the Normans and she smiled to herself.

In Lydia’s room, a folder opened on her laptop. Clara’s name glowed on the screen. Beside it, a plan began to form. And something in the shadows leaned closer, waiting.

Clara pov Clara had always been good at reading people. Not in the obvious way others did… not by their words or smiles. But by the things they tried too hard to hide. And lately, Celyne had become a puzzle she couldn’t ignore. Too quiet. Too careful. Too withdrawn. At first, Clara had convinced herself it was stress. Pregnancy. Emotional strain. The usual explanation people gave when they didn’t want to look deeper. But the feeling refused to leave her alone.