Chapter 195

I couldn't let it go. Was this how it was going to end? Could Richard be behind it all?

In a flash of clarity, it hit me. If Richard had been willing to lay down his life for me in a past life, who was he dying for this life? Tracey!

I shot up from my bed to find Max sitting by my side, idly supporting his head with one hand, half-asleep.

Noticing I was awake, he reached out to help me up, but I grabbed his hand, demanding, "Max, Richard wouldn't kill me, right? There must be a misunderstanding?"

Max swallowed hard, a visible struggle in his throat, clearly holding back words he couldn't bring himself to say.

I looked determined. "Max, Richard died for me in another life, and how could he possibly kill me now? He's the only family I have in this world."

"Claire, all evidence points to him as the mastermind," Max couldn't meet my eyes as he spoke, his gaze drifting away.

I knew he was lying. "I knew he was lying. "So, you're lying to me? Are you trying to make me hate Richard too? Is this some kind of game for you, Max? Or do you just need a scapegoat to protect Tracey?"

I pressed him, and in response, he pulled me into an embrace, pinning me down on the bed, sealing my protests with a kiss.

all my strength, I pushed him away, my nails leaving marks on his neck. He winced in

don't want Richard dead. Even if he takes the fall, the real culprit, Tracey, won't stop coming after me." I had

Leave," I said, pointing towards

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I pondered. If Richard were an illegitimate child, he and Max

Richard your half-brother?"

lying, but he nodded sincerely, "I've always wanted to tell you. But considering your feelings for

Max had been contemplating

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the burnt body case, Tracey got involved, too. She confessed that it was Richard," Max

was shell-shocked. They had evidence,

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