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Chapter 7 The Weapon

A loud bang shattered the stillness of the early morning as a bullet shot from Frederick's gun, heading straight for Claire!

Claire smiled at the approaching bullet and closed her eyes.

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She knew Frederick hated her deeply and had imagined him using all sorts of methods to torture her. But she never expected that one day, he would personally shoot her. She thought, "Finally, it would all be over."

But the pain she anticipated didn't come. At the last moment, Frederick twisted his aim.

Blood splattered from one of Arthur's men behind her, who collapsed to the ground. In the chaos, Frederick seized the moment to pull Claire behind him.

Frederick kept his gun raised, and with a single glance, his men. surrounded Arthur.

Tension filled the air, thick with the smell of gunpowder.

"Frederick, what are you doing? You've scared her. Alright, I've returned her to you. It's getting late, and I need to get to work."

Arthur, seeing himself encircled, darkened his gaze but forced a laugh.

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Arthur knew he had lost this round. Though he was unwilling, he had no choice but to leave.

What had been a deadly confrontation ended as a mere jest in Arthur's eyes.

walk away, trembling

instant, the memories of the warm blood she once felt in

Hawthorne, we had such a

His secretary muttered discontentedly.

is just the beginning. I've

with

in shock at the tall

HIVE

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had actually saved

she truly believed Frederick

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looked up at his broad back and the crisp, short hair. Her heart

that I

around, smirking as he leaned closer

car.

about your pathetic life. I just don't want to lose to my brother. Besides,

of her heart suddenly stopped as if a hand had gripped it hard, leaving Claire breathless and

won't have any more chances to

Ms. Prescott will live here. Remember, Ms. Prescott is not

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arranged to stay

Manor.

piles of junk, there was a single bed, about 3.2 feet wide, with nothing but a wooden

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where this bed had come from. Even

to her, this

four years she spent in prison were far more unbearable

into one room, the air mixed with the stench of the toilet and the constant chaos and occasional scent of blood. Every day, she faced arguments, beatings,

a room of her own. As for the clutter, she could tidy it up.

knew she couldn't escape this time. Frederick

glanced around the messy basement and began

busy at the Security Department. Having just taken over the Kingstown Security Department, there were naturally many things to handle. It wasn't

phone and called his aide, Richard Parker.

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