The Billionaire Husband's Betrayal by Nancii Agosto

Chapter 45: Claire’s POV

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We arrive at the county jail and are met by two officers in the lobby. We’re told to provide our identification and sign–in at the front desk for visitations. I had never been in a place like this before and the eeriness was overwhelming. We reach the front desks and I provide my brother’s name to the officer behind the glass.

“Identification?” He asks as he types my brother’s name into the computer. I could every click of the keys as he typed, almost as if I was in a trance or worse- a nightmare. Leo hands him our identification and places his hand on the small of my back. I flinch at his touch. Not because it was his but because of the overwhelming nerves running through me. He looks over at me and gives a nod to show his understanding.

“Have a seat. You’ll be called back in the next 15 minutes. You’ll go through security and search before you can see any inmates.” He prints our visitors passes.

“What about our identification?” I ask quietly.

receive them once you leave. That’s how we keep track and count of goes in and who comes out.” “Oh.. Okay. Thank you officer.” I turn as Leo finds two seats on the far end of the

breath as he whispers

is stuck in here and I don’t think he did this.” I shake my leg

would want to hurt him?” He whispers back as I watch the

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reached out, he did send a small bouquet of flower to Jasmine’s one night. He hadn’t made any effort to ask for money or assistance of any kind. That was

– he became a slave to a drug addiction that spiraled out of control. I tried my best to shelter Matthew but he saw most of the unruliest times until the untimely death of our parents. Although

I would be safe. They used to take drives to clear their minds before he became an addict. He drove to

remember the fear on my brother’s face when police officers came to our home and told us what had happened. Shortly after, we were taken to

an officer call us over and snap out of the trance that was our memories