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.

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 me

Catching Hannah was something I had

be a distraction only Claude

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

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

for my

I'm contacting Ronald to protect you

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

worried, "Claire, I'm sending something over

puzzled about what he could

his brow furrowed-had he overheard my

Helen to take good care of Max, Claude arrived, drenched from the rain, running through the front door without an umbrella. He handed me

inside, I pushed it back at him in

you're a lawyer. You

Richard's committed from Kate, I got this from the black market. I

my fists, refusing to take

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