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.

pretend to be overjoyed at the chance to claim the Hilton family fortune. This will make you rally the older generations of the Hiltons to your side. Meanwhile, Richard will make his move. This distraction will prevent Richard from dragging

was out of options. Catching Hannah was something I had

Max's 'death' would be a distraction only Claude

you trust me? Claire, after everything we've been through, do you still trust me?" Claude

at the expense of others. What makes you different is

been responsible for my death in a past

up. I'm contacting Ronald to protect you

Ronald's involvement would raise Richard's suspicions.

"Claire, I'm sending something over to

hanging up, I was puzzled about

looked back at Max, his brow furrowed-had

care of Max, Claude arrived, drenched from the rain, running through the front

inside, I pushed

a lawyer. You can't break the

committed from Kate, I got this from the black market. I can't bear the thought of something

clenched my fists, refusing to take

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