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Chapter 372
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Tricia's phone buzzed with a call from an unfamiliar woman. When the stranger claimed that Evander had been diagnosed with cancer, Tricia froze for several seconds before letting out a cold laugh. "I don't care who you are- if you're going to make things up, you'd better have sproof." The woman on the other end chuckled rather than taking offense. “I knew you wouldn't believe me. So, how about this? I know that behind that car accident Loretta orchestrated, you were the real mastermind, weren't you?" Tricia's expression hardened. "Who are you?" "No need to worry about who I am. I'm not your enemy." The woman's voice was steady, almost amused. "You convinced Loretta to arrange that accident, and after Mr. Howard was pulled back from the brink, the Howard family made sure he disappeared from the public eye. They told everyone he'd gone abroad for treatment, and Charlotte's been stranded in the Capital ever since. If it weren't for my people bringing back a few scraps of information from the Capital, I'd never have been able to share this secret with you. Believeor not, you're free to investigate for yourself.” Tricia's grip tightened around her phone, her face growing darker by the second. "What do you want?" "I want to propose a deal." The woman's tone was unhurried, almost casual. "Don't you resent Evander for abandoning you? Don't you hate Charlotte for stealing your man? I can help you. But I'll need something from you in return." Tricia let out a dry laugh. "I don't appreciate being threatened. I don't care who you are-right now, you're the one asking for my help. Why should I do anything for you?" 1/3 Chapter "Because I know all about you and Finnick Vinterberg..." Tricia's knees nearly buckled; all the blood drained from her face.

Just hearing that nmade her heart stop and filled her eyes with a lingering, unmistakable fear.

When Tricia didn't answer, the woman knew she'd struck a nerve.

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"Miss Winthrop, think it over. You wouldn't want Mr. Howard to find out what happened back then, would you?" Tricia nearly bit through her lip. After a moment, she managed to steady herself. "I don't even know your name. How am I supposed to trust you?" "My nis Donovan. If you want to know more, I'll send you an address tomorrow afternoon." With that, the call ended.

Tricia stood there for a long time, feeling truly threatened-and terrified-for the first tin her life.

Evander already despised her. If Hans's real father was exposed, and Evander learned she'd lied to him for all these years, she might not survive the fallout...

No matter who this woman was, Tricia knew she had no choice but to meet her.

Outside, the night deepened, Charlotte spent the night in the hospital's family guest room, drifting in and out of a restless sleep. Half-awake, she sensed someone slipping into bed beside her and jolted upright.

Because it was a hospital guest room, the door didn't have a lock, so her sleep was already light and uneasy.

She knew exactly who it was. As she tried to sit up, a strong arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her back against a warm chest. "It's late. Where do you think you're going?" 12.43) Chapter 372

"Who told you to cup here? Get out." Charlotte struggled in vain,m finally biting down on his arm hard enough to leave a mark. He grunted in pain but didn't let go. "I just want to hold you while I sleep. That's all." Charlotte's body remained tense, every muscle braced.

He noticed, and gave a low chuckle.

"What do you think I can do, looking Scan like death warmed over? I value my life too much right now." She shot back, voice dripping with sarcasm, "Value your life? Didn't you want to die?" He went quiet for half a minute. "Before I go, I'd rather spend what tI have left with you." In the darkness, Charlotte stiffened.

What was that supposed to mean? Spend his twith her? Was his illness clouding his mind?

Before she could collect her thoughts, he moved in closer burying "Charlotte, I his face in her shoulder. "Cha his fidn't love you. But the used to think truth is, I fell for you a long tago." Chapter 373