Chapter 68

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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.

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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!"

his head. "I don't get awshing.

claite for you, Alex. The hors

gone now, and I don't

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

as he countered, "Clair is nice and ked to you, Ales.

things forume, Alex retorted, his distrust evident in his woods. "Italy low the real claire, you'd

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

son grappling with

dessert. Lisa's demeanor at the dining table was quite ditterent. She played withher dessent absentmindedly, her spoon tracing patterns on

to piece together the puzzle

Lisa's contemplative gare and raised her brows. "is

her inner turmed. "ch, everything's fine, Claire, just enjoying the dessert," the replied with a forced smile. Lisa's hatred for Claire became

revelation made Lisa question everything about Claire's past behavior

the resentment simming within her. It was clear to Lisa fut Claire had everything she didn't wealth,

to moments that

with high-end brands, bet acquaintance with the actress Anna, and her extravagant

that she needed to approach Clase

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

to the dining room, the tension palpable in

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

end of the meal. As they began to

tracks laite alsed an eyebrow, a

toads Clae deepening. However, before Lisa could terve of voice

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