"It's just too risky, Ms. Floyd. Don't be too hard on yourself." When Ronald reached out to pat my shoulder, he hesitated, let his hand fall, and awkwardly scratched his cheek, saying, "I'll head back to the investigation and try to find some leads as soon as possible." I turned and walked away faster than him. This time, I was there for revenge. Ronald's refusal didn't mean I would back down.

Returning to Claude's mansion was on my agenda for the evening since Gabrielle had announced she'd cook dinner for us. Before returning to the mansion, I swung by the hospital to find Kate had left. It didn't take a genius to figure out Claude had brought her home. I was injured, and Gabrielle wanted to give Kate a piece of her mind. But with Kate's car accident being more serious, whatever Gabrielle had wanted to say was stifled in her throat.

However, seeing me return, Gabrielle pushed Claude with a nudge and said, "Claude, Claire's back. Is this how you act as a brother?"

Claude was indifferent, handing Gabrielle the soup and saying, "She's only back now because she didn't want to come home. She's always been stubborn. She'll eat when she's hungry."

I kicked off my shoes in the foyer, smiling brightly for Gabrielle, "Mrs. Hart, Claudy's right. I've just been a bit too playful. I'm even thinking of going hiking these next few days. Maybe Kate would like to join?"

I went straight to the point, curious how this lifetime's Kate planned to ruin me.

Kate looked apologetic. "Claire, I'm injured. I probably can't go hiking with you. Can I join once I'm healed?"

I tilted my head, offering no response, and was about to sip my soup when Claude coldly stated, "So many germs in the hospital, and you come back without washing your hands. The Hart family's manners aren't reflected in you at all."

Gabrielle. "Are you implying I didn't teach Claire manners? Are you questioning my

Gabrielle's shoulder, I retorted, "Mrs. Hart, you've done great raising me. I sanitized myself thoroughly after leaving the

was sipping her soup when she pretended

saying, "Let me feed you. Moving your hand could reopen the wound,

Their actions

makes me sick. You don't deserve this soup." Gabrielle was upset, taking

but

kitchen, pointing at the soup, "Remember when Kate personally made soup for Claude? I've

It was as if she didn't understand that

Kate in

He only had eyes for Kate, oblivious to

I don't love Claude. I won't compete with Kate."

Gabrielle shook

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