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Chapter 31

Author: Monica Decastillo
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While Hilary was away, seeking refuge in Nana’s home and solace in her studies, a different kind of drama was unfolding, shrouded in secrecy and veiled in the guise of normalcy. Mr. Clinton, the seemingly unyielding patriarch, the man who prided himself on his control and his unwavering devotion to his family, was secretly leading a double life. His affections, it turned out, had wandered far from the confines of his home.

Maite, Aaron’s ex-girlfriend, a woman with a fiery spirit and a penchant for luxury, had become the object of his clandestine affections. Their meetings were a carefully orchestrated ballet of deception, a series of stolen moments in quiet cafes and secluded hotels, carefully masked by a veneer of respectability.

Mr. Clinton, with his charm and his cunning, had managed to weave a web of deception so intricate that no one, not even his wife, suspected the truth. He’d showered Maite with gifts, opulent tokens of his affection that whispered promises of a life far r
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