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Waking up in the morning with an unpleasant feeling, she greeted again the beautiful woman with slightly messy hair. Sitting on the edge of the bed, her head spun around what had just been dropped into her life. Indeed, she was covering up and would continue to try to cover up. Not thinking about how many risks were involved unless... that annoying kid came back.

Once again, Clara grabbed her hair in frustration. Since returning to the apartment yesterday, her mind had been a mess. Biting her nails as a form of release. Sometimes, screaming out of frustration, her peace-filled day and her almost achieved goal just vanished.

She needed to calculate.

Right.

She nodded to confirm her thoughts. She swiftly threw off the blanket and headed to the bathroom. She hoped that the cold water pouring down would wash away the anger that hadn't left her yet. Clara couldn't lose. Her goal was just a step away. Whether that kid returned or gained power, it didn't matter.