Rebirth Into My Second Chance

When I struggled to my feet, nearly tumbling down, he reached out to steady me. "Can't protect the kid if you're too famished to stand upright, huh? Doesn't seem like you care all that much about him." His words were a thinly veiled attempt to gauge where my affections lay - with Max or with the child.

"I'll have someone accompany you to Serenity Bluff to enjoy the show. I need to swing by Hilton Enterprises. With Max out of the picture, it rightfully belongs to me now. Claude is hardly a concern." Despite the situation, he seemed as vibrant as ever, not at all like the downtrodden soul I remembered from another life.

As he turned to leave, pausing at the threshold but not looking back, he remarked, "Claire, had you been brave enough to drug me earlier, you might have won."

Immediately, I regretted not using the weapon Claude had provided...

"Perhaps I just wanted us to die together," I said, feigning strength.

He chuckled. "I won't let you die again."

After he left, two of Richard's bodyguards came in to escort me to the car.

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and clear following yesterday's rain. The cabin in my memories seemed like the beginning and

a chair. "Watch from here. This spot overlooks the cabin without making us

Kate, herding two girls out of the cabin, her foot connecting with a knee in a clear signal to

a bodyguard

unmistakable grace of

adorned with jewelry, she was far from the humble orphanage director she was presumed

a

chins, lamenting, "The director

tearful

we'd choose our children! We made mistakes, but our children are innocent! They don't deserve. this. We'll work hard to

him to use him as a tool for my vengeance. He doesn't deserve my love." This explained why Richard always seemed to lurk in the shadows, enduring