Rebirth Into My Second Chance

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.

'dead', you, as his nephew, can pretend to be overjoyed at the chance to claim the Hilton family fortune. This will make you rally the older generations of the Hiltons

Hannah was something I

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

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

fine, but not at the expense of others. What makes you different is that, despite your ambitions, you never hurt me. Richard, on the other

had been responsible for my

we split up. I'm contacting Ronald to

work. Ronald's involvement would raise Richard's

Claude was worried, "Claire, I'm sending something over to

hanging up, I was puzzled about what he could be

looked back at Max, his brow furrowed-had he

to take good care of Max, Claude arrived, drenched from the rain, running through the

object inside, I pushed it

a lawyer. You can't break the

the atrocities Richard's committed from Kate, I got this from the black market. I can't bear the thought

fists,