Chapter 503 One Week As the sun dipped lower in the horizon, she found herself outside a high-end restaurant. Deciding she needed a distraction, she stepped inside and requested a table for one.

She ordered a steak and a glass of wine, hoping the meal would help ground her, but before she could even take a bite, a voice from behind sent a chill down her spine.

"How was last night's performance?"

Claire's fork froze mid-air.

The voice was low, smooth, and eerily amused. And though she hadn't turned around, she already knew who it belonged to.

Eligos.

The hunger she had moments ago vanished instantly.

She remained still, her mind racing. She could feel the presence behind her, but before she could turn around, the voice continued, lower this time.

"Don't move," he warned, a dark chuckle escaping him. "Unless, of course, you'd like me to take over Metacortex. Or maybe Cryptonic. That would be fun, wouldn't it?"

Claire's grip on her utensils tightened.

This wasn't just about the hotel disaster. He wanted something.

"Eligos," she said evenly, placing her knife and fork down. "What do you want?"

He hummed, as if pondering. "I want the truth."

Claire's brows furrowed. "Truth about what?"

Eligos let out a small, amused sigh. "Come now, Claire. Don't play dumb."

"I genuinely don't know what you're talking about."

There was a long silence before Eligos finally answered.

"Allan."

Claire's breath hitched slightly.

Eligos leaned in slightly, though they still weren't facing each other. "You have one week, Claire. One week to come to me and admit all your wrongdoings. Tell me the truth about Allan."

Claire turned sharply, but-

He was gone.

Her heart pounded as she looked around. No sign of him. No trace. Just the normal hum of restaurant patrons enjoying their evening.

something on the table where

folded piece

With a name.

Allan Smith. One week.

encounter with Eligos still played in her mind, each word a lingering echo she couldn't shake off. The piece of paper he left behind felt heavier than it should, as though it carried more

Allan Smith. One week.

the truth behind his life and his supposed death. But with everything that had

he so fixated on

is the question that she needs

desk, flipping through a stack of reports when Claire walked in. His sharp gaze lifted, briefly scanning her face. She looked the same as always poised, unreadable, and

heading back already?" he asked,

work here is done. I have

his

information

raised her brows at his

all of his

Don't worry, Andre told

Alexander sounded surprised, like

However, I need to finish my

"Investigation?"

know the better." Claire nodded at

Airport, she didn't expect to see Matthew leaning

smile tugged at the corner of her

approached, relief evident in his face.

an eyebrow.

walked into in

out in

Claire rolled her eyes.

giving her a once-over, checking for any signs of

protests, still scanning her carefully. "No

sighed. "I said

crossed his arms, unconvinced. "Excuse me for wanting to make sure you didn't get into more

look. "I always get into trouble. It's just a matter

can handle everything on your own." Claire's expression turned serious. "I need to talk to

gesturing toward the car. "Let's

the vehicle, and Matthew started

looking

The

name he wants the truth about

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