Chapter 68

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Alexis expression, 18, a tense, his brons turning as bespoketim. "What was all that abou, Bad" He couldn't he

Michael shnurred slighth, muutamine: bis composour "intas alot what you saw, Alox"

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Michael met his son's gaze steadily. "Ves, Lunited her "

king a seat belind

Alex let out a stch, moning a hand through his hat in forsiratum, "Today was sopposed to be the day for ine La fotodice Lisa to you and Mus," he pointed out, bis: tone indicating his disapponament.

Michael nodded 1 but it wasn't completely my talt Laskovou it uppeld talkealler but you said not mou. So, it wasn't my tanit,'

Ales pinched the bridge of basos, xing to gather his thumbs, "What's wong with you, Dal?" His trustration was evident as be stuggled to understand his

Michael's expressiontumed sectors, his gazebecuing collas he spoke, "What's wing with ine?ttooshoot about Claire being the Cut Metacontes from

Alex was at a loss for words. He't want his taily to find out about his past with Chile, especially not from someone be. "I... I don't know. I was too migl upwith workand then thu and I can't think about that." he stammebel There was silence in the air as they are cousinned in their own thoughts.

Did yourgret divorcing. Claire!"

the motion, shaking his head. "I don't get

stood up from bischzir, "Nom grandither diose claite for you, Alex. The hors

gone now, and I don't have to stay

nostowed. "It's my lite, Dad, Tonlymanie Claire because of grandiathes. But he's

"Clair is nice and ked to you, Ales. You shouldn't

Alex retorted, his distrust evident in his woods. "Italy low the

the reason why your grandfather chose for you, Alex. There's more to this story

air, both tail and son grappling with their duttering perspectives on less

table was quite ditterent. She played withher dessent absentmindedly, her spoon tracing patterns on the plate as her eyes remained

to piece together

contemplative gare and raised her brows. "is currything alright, tau? You

masking her inner turmed. "ch, everything's fine, Claire, just enjoying the dessert," the replied with a

shake off the thoughts swirling in her mind. She couldn't believe that Claire is a CED, This revelation made Lisa question everything about Claire's past

Lisa fut

back to moments that

Clare seemed familiar with high-end brands, bet acquaintance with the actress

note that she needed to

this go unaddressed. Her eyes blazed with hise as she continued to observe Claire interacting with Joan, her mind racing with

and Michael returned to the dining room, the tension palpable in

then clapped his bands lightly, signaling a change of scenery. "Should we move to the living room and

room, signaling the end of the meal. As they began to follow Michael's

to follow Michael, Alex grab Claire's elbow, stopping her in her tracks laite alsed an eyebrow, a hint of innitation crossing her features as she looked at

with keen interest, her mange toads Clae deepening. However, before Lisa could terve of voice he

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