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.

his intentions,

the connections- we can pull some strings and make sure they re ready to arrest him on the spot. This way, we have solid proof against him. And then we can ask him to act like he has done the

he doesn't go along with the plan? What if he is

Besides, he will know the

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

can pretend to be him and tan with Sandra. We have to move fast since tomorrow is the reunion. And we also have to be careful so as not to alert Sandra," Derek said, and

said, since even though she would want Michael punished, she couldn't watch her nephew

up to you," Evelyn said, and Derek's

and tell him about Sandra's plan," Derek's mother

go after Sandra himself for some petty revenge,"

plan is risky enough, and the last thing we want is to involve him and have him ruin everything," Evelyn's father said, and Derek

him know that we are aware of his intentions and actions thus far. We'll make it

this change in plans, does this mean our plans for the birthday are off?" Derek's mother asked curiously, but Derek shook his

the effort," Derek said, and Evelyn's lips twitched in amusement as she nodded in

get the shock of her life if she sees me there, totally alive and fine. And then the police can take her," Evelyn said, and everyone nodded in agreement with the plan. There was a sense of resolve in the room

answer the door, knowing it was dinner being delivered. When Evelyn noticed the worried frown on her father's face and how

earlier seeming to melt away as she

didn't have a problem with their plans or having Sandra arrested, she knew Claire was definitely having a hard time accepting the truth about the sort of monster her daughter was. If she were in Claire's shoes, she would

when Claire noticed her presence and met

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

reassuring look, understanding her need for

Samantha skipped alongside her, clutching her picture

warmly. She slid into her chair, chattering

Derek's mother asked,

to show her grandmother a picture of a fairy

chuckled, reaching out to gently touch Samantha's cheek. "Just like you, sweetheart. You're our little

leaned over, examining the book with