Chapter 167

Nathan was calculating in his mind, but his face feigned concern, his voice

softened to sound as gentle as possible. "Ethan, don't worry. I'll have someone track down Claire right away. She doesn't have any money on her, so she can't have gone far."

Ethan heard his father's words, but he didn't respond. He was too drained to muster any reply.

Images of Claire flooded his mind. All the kindness she had shown him turned into sharp needles, piercing his heart over and over.

He regretted not trusting Claire more back then, regretted not standing by her side when she needed him the most.

Would she have run away if he had treated her better after she was released from prison?

Thinking about how Claire had been imprisoned for five years for no reason, how her health had deteriorated so much that she would never fully recover, it was almost more than he could bear.

Ethan curled up on the couch, clutching a pillow tightly, his face buried deep within

it.

His shoulders trembled slightly, and an occasional, stifled sob escaped his throat.

such agony broke Adah's

resentment towards Claire

away just because of a little

eyes, Claire was deliberately making

regretted letting Claire into their home eight years ago, as ever since Claire returned, she had either

years in prison hadn't reformed her. What had she been doing in there

leniently because she was

temper had only

up with such a wayward, rebellious

enough to

ailment because of Claire, and

worry. With your father sending people to find her, I'm sure we'll locate Claire

help with your

Ethan, Adah led Nathan out

later, a servant brought in a

some soup to warm

nose, prompting him to sit up, exhausted, and take a sip of the soup, only to immediately spit it back

it

Soup is just soup,

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