Chapter 68

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

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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!"

motion, shaking his head. "I don't get awshing. 'in elieved that

bischzir, "Nom grandither diose claite

gone now, and I don't have to stay in

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

gebeld abit of disappointment as he countered, "Clair is nice and ked to you, Ales. You shouldn't dismiss het so

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

you knew the reason why your grandfather chose for you, Alex. There's

son grappling with their duttering perspectives

ditterent. She played withher dessent absentmindedly, her spoon tracing patterns on the plate as her

to piece together the

brows. "is currything

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

revelation made Lisa question everything about Claire's past behavior and why she pretended

Lisa fut Claire had everything she

to

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

a mental note that she

she wasn't going to 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 growing determination to seek the truth. "It's not fair. "Lisa muttered under

and Michael returned to the dining

signaling a change of scenery. "Should we move to the living room and have a

the meal. As they began to follow Michael's lead, Alex reached out and held Claire's

they all began 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

Clae deepening. However, before Lisa could terve of voice he thoughts,

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