Chapter 38

"Mr. Anderson..."

Brian's brow furrowed ever so slightly, his deep, cold voice carrying an oppressive weight. "Are you afraid of me?"

Claire lowered her gaze, hardly daring to breathe.

Afraid?

How could she not be?

His methods, she had experienced them all during her time in prison. He had stripped away her dignity, left her in agony, yet kept her alive, forcing her to endure each grueling day.

When facing the Linwood family, she could muster some courage to resist.

But in front of him, all her courage vanished, replaced by a fear that seeped into her very bones.

eyes were wide with panic, her hands clutched the hem of her shirt so tightly that her

to Miss Anderson. Can I... can I leave now?" Her voice was rushed and trembling, the

Brian's gaze, yet she could feel

he were a king gazing down at an insignificant

promised me you

sharply at the man, only to drop her gaze again under his

a haunting slideshow, those days of torment making her instinctively want to

more intense, like an

now? Reluctant? Or do you think five years behind bars repays what you

trembled like a leaf in a

felt anchored to

had tried five years ago, and he hadn't believed a word. Otherwise, he wouldn't have ensured she received

feared him, a fear that pierced her

buckled, and she sank to the

Anderson's forgiveness." As she spoke, her forehead hit the ground with a heavy thud, over and

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