CHAPTER 51 PART 3
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Vivian's warning proved true the very next day. Marcus arrived at Ethan's office early, his face drawn, a phone still in his hand from the call he had just finished.

"Both alternative suppliers pulled out," Marcus said. "The ones that agreed yesterday. They both called this morning within an hour of each other."

Ethan's jaw tightened. "What reason did they give?"

"No real reason," Marcus said. "But I checked. Both of them received offers from Vivian's company within the last day. Better terms t
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  • CHAPTER 64 PART 3

    Ethan did not let her stop there. He leaned forward, his elbows resting on his knees, and began to question her again, slowly and carefully, the way Marcus questioned witnesses."Did you ever see John meet anyone else like that?" he asked. "Anyone who made him look the same way?"Clara shook her head. "No. Never.""Did John ever mention a man he worked for?" Ethan asked, his voice even. "A partner? Someone he answered to?""John did not answer to anyone," Clara said, almost bitterly. "At least, that is what he always wanted people to believe.""Did you see the man arrive?" Ethan pressed. "Did he come in a car? Did anyone come with him?""I do not know," Clara said, her voice growing tired. "I only noticed them when they were already sitting together. And when he left the table, I did not follow him to see where he went.""Did you hear any words at all?" Ethan asked. "A name, a place, a number?""Nothing," she said, pressing her fingers against her forehead. "Ethan, I have told you eve

  • CHAPTER 64 PART 2

    Ethan was quiet for a long moment. When he spoke again, his voice was calm, but there was an edge beneath it that Clara could not miss."Why did you never tell me?" he asked.Clara looked at him, surprised by the question. "Tell you what?""About the meeting," Ethan said evenly. "About John sitting in a hidden corner with a stranger, looking frightened. You were my wife, Clara. John was already my rival. And you never thought to mention it?"For a moment, Clara's old defensiveness flared in her eyes. Then it faded again, and she let out a slow breath."Because I never considered it important," she admitted quietly. "Not at the time. It was one strange lunch, Ethan. One strange look on a man's face. People in this city have secret meetings every day.""With John Cavesh," Ethan said."With anyone," Clara replied tiredly. "I did not think about it the way you are thinking about it now. I had no idea that man would ever have anything to do with your life."She looked down at the photograp

  • CHAPTER 64 PART 1

    For a moment, nobody in the waiting room moved. Clara's words seemed to hang in the air between them, quiet and heavy.Before your accident.Ethan felt something cold settle in his chest. He leaned forward at once, his eyes fixed on her face."Where?" he asked immediately, his voice low and urgent. "Where did you see him?"Clara did not answer straight away. She was still staring at the photograph, her fingers hovering over it as if she were afraid to touch the faded face."Clara," Ethan said again, more sharply. "Where?"She blinked and looked up at him. "With John," she said slowly. "I saw him with John."Lena drew in a quiet breath in the corner. Ethan did not move. Only his hands tightened slightly on his knee."Tell me exactly what happened," he said, keeping his voice steady. "From the beginning."Clara leaned back in her chair. She looked tired now, the anger drained out of her, and her eyes drifted toward the window as she searched her memory."It was years ago," she began qui

  • CHAPTER 63 PART 3

    Clara sank slowly back into her chair. The fire that had burned in her eyes since she walked into the room was fading, and what was left behind looked smaller and far more fragile.Ethan watched the change carefully. He had seen Clara angry many times. He had seen her proud, cruel and cold. But he had rarely seen her like this.She was afraid.For a long time, she did not speak. She looked down at her hands, twisting a ring on her finger around and around. When she finally spoke, her voice was quiet and unsteady."Do you want to know the truth?" she asked, without looking up."That is why we are here," Ethan said calmly.Clara let out a shaky breath. "I am afraid," she admitted. "But not of you. Not of your questions, or the police, or your accusations."She lifted her eyes to his, and Ethan saw that they were wet."I am afraid of the person who used my name," she whispered.Lena, still sitting in the corner, looked up slowly. Her anger had not disappeared, but she was listening now.

  • CHAPTER 63 PART 2

    The silence that followed was sharp and heavy. Clara sat frozen in her chair, her hands gripping the armrests so tightly that her knuckles had turned white.For a few seconds, she looked as though she might cry. Then something in her face hardened again, and her eyes moved slowly away from Ethan to the corner of the room.To Lena."This is your doing," Clara said, her voice low and venomous. "Is it not?"Lena looked up, surprised. "Excuse me?""Do not pretend you do not understand," Clara said, rising slowly from her chair. "He was never like this before. Never. The Ethan I married could not stay angry with anyone for more than a day. He forgave people. He made excuses for them. He was soft."She turned toward Lena fully now, her eyes glittering with bitterness."And then you came along," Clara continued, her voice growing sharper with every word. "You found him when he was broken and filled his head with hatred against me. Day after day, you whispered in his ear until he forgot who h

  • CHAPTER 63 PART 1

    Clara's last word hung in the small waiting room. She stood in front of Ethan with her fists clenched, her breathing fast and uneven, waiting for him to answer.She was waiting, Ethan realized, for him to soften. For him to say that he believed her, or at least that he did not think she was a murderer. Years ago, he would have said it at once.He did not say it now.Ethan remained seated, his injured leg stretched out in front of him, his hands resting calmly on his knee. His face showed nothing. No pity, no anger, no comfort. Only a cold, steady attention that made Clara shift uneasily where she stood."Sit down, Clara," he said quietly."I do not want to sit down," she snapped, folding her arms tightly. "I want you to tell me why I am here.""You are here because your name was on a dead man's phone," Ethan replied evenly. "And I want to understand why someone would choose your name. So sit down and answer my questions."For a moment, she looked as though she might walk out. Then she

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