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.

family fortune. This will make you rally the older generations of the Hiltons to your side. Meanwhile,

of options. Catching Hannah was something I

be a

after everything we've been through, do

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

for my death in

we split up. I'm contacting Ronald to

won't work. Ronald's involvement would raise Richard's suspicions. I need

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

was puzzled about what he could be

back at Max, his brow furrowed-had he overheard my

arrived, drenched from the rain, running through the front door without an umbrella. He handed

object inside, I pushed it back at him in

a lawyer. You can't break

from the black

my fists, refusing