Rebirth Into My Second Chance

I never had a change of heart about Claude, despite the few favors he did for me.

I actually found it quite laughable. Claude was always like that, indecisive, wavering between me and Kate, trying to have it all. It was sickening.

"Don't just wander upstairs; the VIP suites are reserved for the elites of Crestview Metropolis. You don't want to bump into someone important." Claude nodded toward the upstairs lounges, emphasizing the high status of the people who spent time there. Even Claude, when he glanced in that direction, seemed to be yearning for something more.

Was he aiming to replace one of those elite families?

Sure, Claude was a top-notch lawyer, but compared to the families ruling Crestview Metropolis, he was barely in the same league.

Though his uncle was Max, that connection was, at best, peripheral.

"Claudy, aiming for a spot among the elite?"

He didn't respond, just offered a faint smile.

I couldn't help but peer at the large windows of the upstairs lounge, where a figure stood that looked remarkably like Max.

Why would Max be here, in such an exclusive area?

Could Max be a part of the Hilton family? Or perhaps he held some nobler title, not just an ordinary doctor.

There was a moment when I wondered if the shirt he always wore bore the initials MH.

Using the pretense of grabbing a champagne, I made my way to the lounge where Max was. I caught him just as he was stepping out. He didn't panic or try to hide anything.

"Need something?" He looked at me, composed as ever, as if he'd expected me to seek him out.

Hilton, what brings you

your

the question back

to

your mentor, should I not select one

was unlike the reserved Max I knew to say

thanks in advance,

towards his lounge.

accidentally spilling champagne on his suit. But he dodged, and the champagne ended up on the coat Claude had

"Got it wet?"

casually took off my coat and tossed it aside, draping

conditioning might be too cold.

thanking him, I found myself fixated on the tail

chance to see his

should get back. My brother

didn't respond, his eyes narrowing slightly as if he was brewing some unknown

I headed downstairs, I thought I

she really

strained my ears, but

directly, but what if I was wrong? I'd be

I was

who had just handled Carl and

the highlight of tonight is

did they know me?