The Billionaire's Unexpected Proposal by Samantha

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Before Evelyn could answer Derek's question and share her idea with them, Claire stood up, her expression somber. " think I should excuse myself," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I don't want to know the details or be part of the planning. I just... I can't. If you'll excuse me, I'll go spend some time with Samantha upstairs." She swallowed, a sad smile crossing her face.

Eric sighed, knowing the whole thing was probably too much for Claire to bear. He reached out and patted her hand gently. "Of course," he murmured, understanding the burden she was carrying. They all nodded and watched as Claire quietly exited the room. "Please give me a minute," Evelyn said as she hurried after her mother.

"Mom""" Evelyn called as she caught up with her at the foot of the stairs.

Claire turned, forcing a smile as she fought to hold back her tears.

"Mom, I understand how you feel, but you know I have to do this" she said apologetically, and Claire nodded.

"Of course, I understand. I'm totally with you on whatever you choose to do. Sandra deserves it, especially after everything she's done. But I just don't want to be there when you make the plans"" Claire said, and Evelyn nodded. "Thank you for understanding, Mom," Evelyn said, and Claire nodded before taking the stairs.

As Evelyn joined them again, Rebecca let out a soft sigh. "Poor woman. I can't imagine what she must be going through." She looked around at the others, her expression filled with sympathy.

"As a mother, it's hard to come to terms with something like this.

Knowing your own child is... capable of such things."

The room fell into silence, and after a moment, Derek turned to Evelyn, his gaze filled with determination. "Go on, babe. Tell us what you're thinking."

Evelyn took a deep breath, gathering her thoughts. "As I said earlier, I want to be kidnapped and killed just as Sandra wants..."

"But you don't mean killed literally, right? So, how do you mean it?"

Derek asked since that was what he wanted to hear.

"I think we should arrange a meeting with the hitman Sandra hired.

we've confirmed his intentions,

sure they re ready to arrest him on the spot. This way, we have solid proof

plan? What if he is loyal to her?" Eric asked, concerned for his daughter's

know the police are involved, so he won't

they could get rid of Sandra for good, he couldn't help being worried. One wrong move and

can pretend to be him and tan with Sandra. We have to move fast since tomorrow is the reunion. And we also have

she would want Michael punished, she couldn't watch her nephew die

to you," Evelyn said,

over tomorrow and tell

he won't decide to go after Sandra

and the last thing we want is to involve him and have him ruin everything," Evelyn's

will make the necessary preparations and take every precaution to make sure he won't interfere with our plans. Besides, I don't think we have anything to worry about. We let him know that we are aware of his intentions and actions thus far. We'll make it clear that

plans for the birthday are off?" Derek's mother asked curiously, but Derek

make it worth the effort,"

all at the party. I'm sure she will get the shock of her life if she sees me there, totally alive and fine. And then the police can

being delivered. When Evelyn noticed the worried frown on her father's face and how he kept glancing in the direction Claire had gone, she excused herself

chair while Samantha enthusiastically showed her a picture book. Claire's face softened, the stress from earlier seeming to melt away as she watched her granddaughter's innocent joy. Despite that, Evelyn could still see the sadness in

their plans or having Sandra arrested, she knew Claire was definitely having a hard time accepting the truth about the sort of monster

presence and met her gaze. "I'll take Samantha down to join

softly and gave her a nod. "Go on, sweetheart. I'll be down in

her mother a reassuring look, understanding her need for a moment alone, and then guided Samantha out of

they made their way downstairs, Samantha skipped alongside her, clutching

the dining table, Derek's parents and Evelyn's father welcomed Samantha warmly. She slid into her chair, chattering happily

mother asked, her

a fairy princess. "Look, Grandma, this princess has a magic wand and can make

gently touch Samantha's cheek. "Just like you, sweetheart. You're

over, examining the book with a