I gently wiped him down with a disinfectant wipe, carefully cleaning off every inch of him before moving on to his face.

Feeling his forehead, his fever hadn't broken yet.

"Max, I'm so sorry."

I covered my face, trying hard to keep the tears at bay.

I took Max's phone from the nightstand. I knew his password-it was my birthday. After unlocking it, I dialed Claude's number.

Claude, thinking I was Max, answered eagerly, "Uncle, finally got through to you. Claire's been worried sick."

"Claude, it's me." My voice was weak, still drained from the surgery.

"You're with Uncle?"

"Yes." I glanced back at Max. "I need you to come pick me up from the Hilton family estate. Then, spread the word that Max is dead."

"What are you talking about? Claire, how could Uncle be dead?" Panic edged Claude's voice.

can pretend to be overjoyed at the chance to claim the Hilton family fortune. This will make you rally the

Catching Hannah was something I had to

Max's 'death' would be

everything we've been through, do you still trust me?" Claude sounded genuinely surprised

the expense of others. What makes you different is that, despite your ambitions, you never hurt me. Richard, on

responsible for my death in

up. I'm contacting Ronald to protect you

work. Ronald's involvement would raise Richard's suspicions. I need to go

I'm

I was puzzled about what he could

Max, his brow furrowed-had he

care of Max, Claude arrived, drenched from the rain, running through the front door without an umbrella. He handed me a black bag, "Use

the L-shaped object inside, I pushed it

You

about the atrocities Richard's committed from Kate, I got this from the black

my fists, refusing

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