Rebirth Into My Second Chance

Kate gave me the scoop on her sister Tracey's whereabouts, sharing Tracey was planning a press conference in the coming days. The plan was simple. I would expose Tracey's origins to the world, revealing her as the product of an affair, and let the chips fall where they may.

I played along, agreeing to Kate's plan. However, my true goal was to meet Tracey before the press conference to check if she was the same Tracie from the orphanage.

My memories of her were fuzzy at best, except for a vivid image of her handing me a candy, her hand marked by a distinctive burn scar.

'If she was indeed Tracie, why would she wish me harm? Or have I gotten it all wrong?' I wondered, 'And then there is Richard. What about him?'

I couldn't help but close my eyes, overwhelmed. I had to get to the bottom of this. Too many people were involved.

I parked outside the Goodwin Mansion at the break of dawn, waiting for Tracey to emerge for her press conference.

Kate snuck up to my car from the back entrance, tapping on the window. "Don't bother waiting. Tracey canceled the press conference."

I frowned slightly. Tracey was always on high alert, similar to the last gathering, where she managed everything without ever showing her face. She knew every move made. Where could she be watching me from at the time?

I scanned my surroundings. I had chosen a spot out of reach from any surveillance, yet she knew I was there.

I said, not wanting Kate to

arm, her voice dropping to a threat, "Leave Mrs. Hart's matters out of this,

help but smirk. The world turned upside down,

You already have Claude. But seriously, is this weak and unrecognizable Claude really

Claude was a shadow of her former

when a van pulled up beside her, and

been kidnapped once, I had no desire

to catch

be that, besides Kate, someone else wanted to kidnap me,

called Richard, my voice breaking,

rammed into my car just as I was on the

serene, with little traffic. Therefore, the loud crash

Richard's voice, I stepped on the gas, shouting into the phone, "Richard, I don't

fear from my past