Chapter 888

Claire furrowed her brow, a familiar crease forming between her eyes. One look from the old butler, and the mercenaries nearby automatically stepped back,

giving her space.

She slid into the car behind the butler. The route they took was all too familiar; it led to the grand old theater. But why were they headed there?

Halfway through the ride, a thought struck her. "Where's Barrett?" she asked.

"Mr. Barrett is waiting for you at the theater," the butler replied, his voice calm and steady.

always been just a plaything to her, like a loyal pet dog. She never truly cared for him. Yet, his

stood outside, bowing slightly. "Madam, please go in on your

deliberate. The interior was

hung there,

Memories of past performancenet

through her mind, each

the last. Every show ended with the stage awash in blood. Of course, someone would clean up afterward, but the stains had seeped deep into the wood over time. The once golden floorboards now bore a deep

was kind-hearted and just. But the world hadn't returned her kindness.

thoughts. It seemed to be coming from the stage. Claire moved closer, curiosity piqued. With each step, overhead lights flicked on, cascading in waves

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