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.

be overjoyed at the chance to claim the Hilton family fortune. This will make you rally the older generations of the Hiltons to your

options. Catching Hannah was something I

'death' would be a distraction only Claude

been through, do you still trust

fine, but not at the expense of others. What makes you different is that, despite your ambitions,

for my death in a

up. I'm contacting Ronald to protect

Ronald's involvement would raise Richard's suspicions. I need

Claude was worried, "Claire, I'm

hanging up, I was puzzled about what he could

looked back at Max, his brow furrowed-had he

from the rain, running through

the L-shaped object inside, I pushed it back at him in

a lawyer. You can't

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

my fists, refusing to

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